IF ONLY YOU KNEW HER
She has a masters in I.T,
And I have never done computer packages,
The only thing I did after high school was wake up and spreadsheet.
I didn’t even open the Windows.
The men in her life have been Floppy.
But if I was to love her,
I would keep my Word and Excel.
Now to me, that’s just the truth,
To somebody else, that’s a PowerPoint.
Her work encompasses sorting and filtering data but if you ask me,
I would take her the way she is, the good and the bad, no sorting no filtering.
And I don’t think anyone can be like her,
They can try to imitate her but that’s a Hard Copy.
I always say this about her,
If we were to open a shop together,
it would be a Photoshop.
In our Domain we would sell her pictures and have RAM (Random access to millions)
Forget Mona Lisa, I bet you her portraits would make a fire wall.
Anyway, this is just a poem, a Read Only Memory.
In reality, as I write this, she is probably on a date at Java.