Incurable Affliction
Another year has passed on by
I continue to make these web pages
It's spreading to my family just
Brother Harold has long since
Now, the whole family gets
My file manager is growing by
And no matter how hard I've
tried
I haven't found a cure for this
HTML addiction..
Every part of me is still very
much afflicted!
As stronger the desire within me
rages..
Just can't seem to break away,
you see
This addiction has such a
death grip on me!
like I knew..
It now has a hold on my dear
mother too!
She bought me a bigger and
faster computer
So other folks, as well as
herself, I can tutor!
become addicted
Just like his little sis predicted.
Ask him and he will most likely say,
"Boy, this HTML addiction has
carried me away!"
together online
To talk to one another at
the same time.
We help each other with these
web page designs
Passing along our silly little
rhymes.
leaps and bounds
Bursting with files containing
graphics and sounds.
Day or night you can hear alot
of moaning
As through the editor my mouse
and I keep roaming!
Mouse revenge!
Through that editor one more time
I must go
Then "I'll quit for the day,"
you know..
A few hours later I'm still
sittin' there...
Oh friend, of this HTML addiction
do beware!!!
� Martha Franks April 16, 2000
A continuation of HTML Addiction
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