Computer/ Internet Blues Poem by DM W

Sometimes it's like Alice In Wonderland,
As pages get really big then really small,
For no apparent logical reason.
Curiouser, and curiouser... absurdity abounds.
Of course, there are all the pop ups that appear
When one is in the middle of reading
An interesting, edifying article.
Then there's the invariable slowness
With that damn blue circle constantly
Whirling around. Sometimes, I'd rather
Return and resort to books and compose poems
By deploying simple pen and paper.