The Mouse, The iMAC and The Christmas Bauble

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Twas the Night Before Posting 

And All through The House

Not A Creature Was Stirring... 

Not Even ..... The 'Mouse'

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It Must Be Batteries I Said To Thy Self

Alas It Was Not... Perhaps Some Sly Elf

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What Can I Do???

My Post Is On Morrow!!

The MAC In The Box ... Should Remove All This Sorrow!!

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The Desk Was A Nightmare From The Ghost Of Past Weeks

I Culled and De-Cluttered, It Was Order I Seek!

The MAC Was Brought Forth From The Box It Twas Hidden

It Promised To Bring, The Joy That Was Bidden

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With A Hum and A Whirr It's Life Was Awakened

And Then With A Sigh, My Hopes Were Forsaken

The Clicks And The Keystrokes I Knew From Afore

Were Nary Familiar, Twas Becoming A Bore

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I Tried What I Had To Summon A Post

With Images Lost To The Sad PC Ghost!

Don't Let It Be Said Technology Won

A Post Will Be Made To Accompany This Song

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Well this is my first post from the IMAC. As you can see until I transfer all my images over, I am limited to what I can salvage from the Ghosts of Posts Past, plus a little help from Beatrix Potter. 

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IMAGES: Venice: Original Photo and Editing : Me [being Ruby] Other  Images: scanned and edited by me

NOTE: If I ever figure out how to get rid of the black borders I will update this post