Once more no internet, once more,
And to resort to mobile phone the score,
In truth I’m lousy at it, so the blame
There lies with me retiring from the game;
I’ll not be here while internet I lack,
But will return to play when it comes back.
I mention that my little car so red
Now boasts all tires with a decent tread:
Time for replacement one can clearly know
When there, on each, some canvas starts to show.