The Glitch

There's a glitch in my hitch,

And I can't tell which .

Is it animal or vegetable?

Electronic or electrical?

Mechanical or programming code?

Do I look like a toad?

I should have knowed,

That it's logical, for sure,

But is it a cure?

Will the problem magically disappear?

Or will my stuff lie there like junk.

Lifeless and undeserving.

Until some troubleshooting genius,

Brings the whole thing back up.

The glitch is gone, the glitch is gone.

And so's my coffee cup.

Long live the wicked glitch.

Copyright 1998 © Ronald W. Hull

7/25/98