I know you'd like to get in there with me between your spread sheets.
I try to tell you to give me more memory; I swear I would use it all to remember your face and your secrets.
I can just imagine your hands rearranging my cables, passing right over my 8088 spot. Ahh! Go ahead strip me of my cover.
All that's between you and me is a few screws...
And also remember I want you to stop taking that lap-top home with you at night. I stay up all night while you guys have a good time together.
Gently touch me anywhere on the keyboard when you want to continue working.
Submitted By: Anonymous
Apr 13, 1998 12:43