The Reboot Poem

Don’t you wish when life is bad

and things just don’t compute,

That all we really had to do

was stop and hit reboot?

Things would all turn out OK,

life could be so sweet

If we had those special keys

Ctrl, Alt, and Delete

Your boss is mad, your bills not paid,

your wife, well she’s just mute

Just stop and hit those wonderful keys

that make it all reboot

You’d like to have another job

but you fear living in the street?

You solve it all and start a new,

Ctrl, Alt, and Delete.