The computer,
a plague to man.
No one can get along with it,
even if they think they can.

Your document vanishes,
like it has been erased.
As you sit in front of it,
with a puzzled look upon your face.

Viruses, worms
and other stuff.
You are fed up,
you've already had enough.

Personally, I'll say,
it depends on the mood I'm in.
Sometimes I still prefer,
a writing tablet and a pen.