Ink cartridge, ink cartridge, why torture me so
I need to make copies but you’re running low
All those times when I just didn’t care
There was plenty of ink, everywhere
Now, when I need you to be there for me
You print so faint that I can barely see
I can’t run out and buy a one new right now
Please, can’t you just make me a miracle somehow
If you can get me out of this fix
Next order, I’ll get a package of six
©2018 Annette Rochelle Aben
Annette Rochelle Aben 