Make The Call To A Near Umm Far Away Hall!

It seems every single company has the same call center these days. It is like one big loop around maze. They always go back to the same spot. Basically to some far off sand lot.

Something breaks,
You get the shakes.
This cannot be.
What can be done by thee?

You find the toll free number,
This interrupted your slumber.
They swear they are near,
So you stick the phone to your ear.

You hear lines are busy,
Throwing you in a tizzy.
But forget the hissy fit,
That music is sure it.

The robot voices chimes in,
Saying you will soon win.
Do not go away,
You are in the call fray.

The music is in your head,
It is causing dread.
You can repeat the robot,
It annoys a whole lot.

Then you hear a click.
They pick up some slick.
Ready to hep you,
From a far away zoo.

They can help you out,
They know what it's about.
Just give access they say,
To your computer today.

A remote login is fine.
We stay behind the line.
We won't surf your porn.
You don't have to be torn.

Maybe take some info for this,
Something you will not miss.
Until one faithful day,
When our bills you have to pay.

But remote access is okay.
Listen to what we say.
It will be fixed in no time flat.
Trust us, you silly cat.

Yeah right! Not in the sun or darkness of night. Thankfully the cat has no need to use such things at his feed. At least not much to date. But that will never be such a fate. Install a keylogger they could with ease and then away with your info they will breeze. Do not let anyone trespass, trust my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.