Written after a period of coursework-cramming at the end of my gcse years on the computer. Needless to say, I ended up writing it out longhand.

A computer was something on TV From a science fiction show of note ...

You met her in a chat room as Kate 26 Laughed and confided, you even shared pics....

The appeal of nose-picking whilst bored...

Could my lover bequeath her my memory? My heart is broke. I shall crash!

I know it's the rage but I haven't caught on. I can't seem to get it what the hell is .com?

Did you get a visit from The Worm? Did it pack a bag and outstay it's welcome? Yeah well it visited us first and brought the in-laws! Enjoy!

If you have a guestbook, if you've ever had a guestbook, or if you ever plan to have a guestbook in the future, this poem is for you.

I wanted to get out and see the world. Unfortunately, they all know what I look like now!

Internet Marketing: It can really stink.

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over user guides and handbooks piled up on the desk and floor --

Share trading is an art - or maybe a science - or is it the result of some mystical power?

A pest Im'd me today....

I opened up my box of Trainz and had a peek inside Impatience wouldn't let me wait, I had to take a ride....

Though my eyes see the keys, fingers do as they please Start words such as white with an S.........

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