Paella

A bullfrog lives in my computer.
He eats all the full stops and I can’t
type a period to end my sentences.

I imagine he thinks they are tadpoles,
though the commas, with their short,
twisted tails, would be visually better.

I could live without commas, I can’t face
an endless future with no periods in sight
and www-comma-com just isn’t right.

I guess I could survive a future without
frogs, though cuisses de grenouille appear
each summer at my local super market.

I ate a paella québécoise in a Spanish café
in Montreal once. It was full of frogs’ legs
and was very, very tasty. I wonder if I can
catch that bullfrog and put him in a paella.

Commentary:
Almost a true story. Something did go wrong with my new laptop. When I brought it home, I couldn’t access the [ . ] – not great for working on the web or for writing normal sentences, with punctuation. The man in the computer shop who sold me the computer, didn’t believe me when I took the computer back and told him about the problem. I asked him to send me an e-mail. He tried and – guess what? – no period [ . ] for the .com – most frustrating. Never mind, I got a new new computer out of the deal, and a much better one.