A little poem written with the help of my nine year old son Rhuiridh.

 

A young man who likes computing,

His Mum thinks he likes it too much,

The boy says he’s not on machines all the time,

Mum says that he talks double dutch.

Boy on the chair says, what does that mean.

His Mum says it means you talk such rot.

That isn’t fair the boy child said,

I’m not on computers a lot.

You must be joking, said Mum to the boy                                                                                                                     

You’re on them from dawn until night.

Ok said the boy after thinking a bit,

Coz I know that you are always right.

 

The truth of the story is not as above,

The boy didn’t really agree,

So he told his Mum to write this bit to say,

That the boy thought his Mum was silly.