My poor little computer (affectionately known as Eugene, in honor of the endearingly awkward ginger from Adventures in Odyssey... anyone? anyone?) is sick and has to go to the computer hospital where he will be treated by friendly nurses from the Geek Squad.
Until his illness is diagnosed, I will have only library internet. The blog posts will likely be short and sweet, but I do intend to keep them coming, so check back soon.
Heartfelt get-well cards for Eugene can be addressed in care of me, and I'll see that he gets them. Balloons and boxes of chocolates are also welcome.
Can we be good without God?
9 years ago
oh sweet Eugene
ReplyDeleteit seems so darm mean
that you find yourself ill.
faithful and true
are descriptive of you
perhaps they'll prescribe you a pill!
I'm sure your mother
will worry like no other
till you illness is nil.
so until you feel better
please enjoy my sweet letter
and fron there it's all downhill
-Rachel
hahahahahahahahaha!!! i love it!!!
ReplyDeleteyou're da bomb, aunt rachel.
I'm sure nobody else will write their sick computer nephew a get well poem. :)
ReplyDeleteoh eugene...to be sick is mean...hope it is short...in the meantime be a good sport...
ReplyDeletelove, auntie anne:)
and now it's the time
ReplyDeletefor the battle of rhyme
lickety split
it's wit against wit
:) love auntie rachel :)