Processing power, gradually slowed,
Hardware and wires, begin to corrode.
Memory leakage, renders in vain,
What once was strong, is now on the wane.
Bright lights that were a glittering zone,
Now grey and dark, the pixels are blown.
There's a wretched bug hiding in code,
Contaminating; nothing will load.
Spiralling icons spinning and pending,
Churning and twisting, so never ending.
A tiresome flailing nonchalance,
Waiting for.....no response.
An Epidemic of bugs velcroed in code,
And my own sad self, won't try to load.