Now I lay me down to sleep.
The copier is down so I won’t hear a beep.
My day had abruptly come to an end.
Because of a copier I could not mend.
I added toner without a spill.
I tried to keep my boss from getting a bill.
I opened the door .I pulled out the jam.
I closed the door and heard a kabam.
I wiped and diped.
It chewed and spewed.
I ranted and raved.
It stopped and it stewed.
I burped my baby but
Don’t you know.
The stupid thing still ran too slow.
It started to screech.
I started to huff.
It ground it’s teeth
Till I had enough.
Then the wrench appeared on the screen.
But I refused to make a scene.
Then giving up with one big sigh.
I knew it was about to die.
It finally croaked at hour number seven.
So I kicked it up to copier heaven.
I could not think of another plan.
So I ran off with the copier man.
