A printer, a banal thing
all it does is prints, maybe scans
why is it so fascinating
when all the ink comes in cans?
The paper, it eats it
without a care for the world
and then it jams a bit
the reason, a bit of mould.
We should go back to the days of monks
they did a much better job
without wearing any socks.
Romeo and Juliet never met,
Shakespeare was a lie.
My cat is not a pet,
stop making that sigh!
Their relationship, a fraud
Like everything nowadays.
An example, Uncle Claude,
all he does is go on holidays.
His accounts, nothing to applaud:
setting stacks of cash ablaze.
But this fiery stack
doesn’t help Claude unpack.
Since he’s stuck on a ship,
he left the captain no tip.
His behaviour is appalling,
he should just be left there;
but then he wouldn’t stop telling
people about Shakespeare’s made-up pair.