The Mystery Man

by Nathan aged 11

On a silvery day deep in the computer room,
Sat a ancient laptop.
But it was no ordinary laptop,
NO.
Inside it sat a lonely figure called
The Mystery Man.
Day by day he waited for someone to set him free,
Hour after hour he sat in the lonely PC.
One day he spotted two bright minded children,
He was kind, yet annoying to them.
Carefully he took caution of what he was saying.
Finally he persuaded the youngsters to help him.
They did everything he said until the bell rang.
They scuttled along to their class,
Leaving the stranger behind.
Yet again the mystery man was alone.

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