There’s a problem, he says, with the doodad.
He’s been trying for hours to install it.
The thingummyjig,
he says is too big
to plug into the whatchamacallit.
Yes, my grandpa has bought a computer
and I know that he’ll find it terrific
but he’s rung me tonight
to say something’s not right.
I just wish he could be more specific.

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Yet another great poem, Jenny. Good on you!