I've got a small computer
With lights all flashy and bright
I leave it on all through the day
And watch them late at night
I don't know if they really show
The work the thing is doing
And from the holes on the side
A little wind keeps blowing
They say it's called a laptop
But it gets much too hot for there
It's better on the table
With me in my comfy chair
Sometimes it'll seem to stop
And won't respond to bashes
Then I wonder if I can save my stuff
Before the whole thing crashes