My morning went this way

[Underclocked]

and this is "mostly" true:

TO WHATEVER TUNE YOU LIKE

Oh, I went to see my neighbor,
He had a problem don't you see?
In trying to use his keyboard,
he had lost that old "N" key.

So, I sat down at that keyboard,
and the problem became clear.
Little chunks and bits of goodies
were smeared from there to here.

I asked my friendly neighbor,
"Who spilled this nasty gunk?".
He and his wife were very quiet
as I dug out another hunk.

I thought "this looks like tuna!"
and I said so rather blunt.
Then his wife did finally answer
what I should have known up front.

And she said,
"Oh, the cat puked on the keyboard.
He didn't mean to don't you see?
Tried to clean off as best I could,
but it's way beyond old me."

Jumped up from that keyboard,
trashed it and left the house,
all the while a wondering
"had he tried to eat that mouse?"

Went back just a little later,
new keyboard in my scrubbed hand.
As I walked out the door to leave,
said "I hope you understand.

If you have another problem,
don't call me, pretty please?
You see I don't like workin' in cat puke,
and that cat don't like PCs.

[jeana]

Oh, MAN!!

And you really gave these people a fresh keyboard? You are a saint!