Elly calls her computer names,
because she can’t fall asleep.
Probably waiting for Jeff Buckley,
to sing her off of her feet.
Her info is full of bright range,
I’m so very pleased to see that.
She thinks she is so very strange,
looks nothing like a big ding bat.
I think you should use “Peanut Brittle”,
then take yourself out of your box.
If I can give you one bit of advise,
don’t name your son Richard Cox.
dead beat poet 
