We acquired a very nice, rather pricey Macbook Pro for our girls and homeschooling.

Hot chocolate and apple juice combined with motherboards are a recipe for disaster.

And it seems to me that cracking the glass screen requires a drop of the poor computer out of an F-16 or the premeditated experiment of a diesel truck type force rolling over the exposed screen.

So I wrote this poem.

There once was a computer abused,

The father was really confused

Of how this computer so bright

Turned into a computer of fright!

When the father inquired of such

The children said little of much.

So the moral of this little wrap?

Purchase your kids cheap crap!