By Greg Ogletree
It’s like an itch that begs a scratch
Browsing for “just one more” patch
Thousands clearly will not suffice
Condition matters … but not the price
I can’t stand a gaping hole
“Complete collection” is my goal!
Need every size and each variation
From every machine in every last nation
Vivid, subdued, or with tan desert hues
It matters little if they’re new or well-used
Shifley or multihead, merrowed or cut
I’ll take one of each ’cause I’m a rag-pickin’ nut!
The queries I’ve sent to units far and nigh
Number more than the stars in a clear night sky
Send me the schedule and I’ll try to make
Every air show and swap meet in every state
The feet may tire and the back may ache
But at dealers’ tables my time I’ll take
To search and sift and flip and ask
As I pursue my collecting task
Between the meets I’ll go online
Scrolling through lists from 6 to 9
TV watching’s now a thing of the past
And with DSL I search twice as fast!
The auction sites are really cool
Thousands of patches–yes, I’m a fool…
Up all night for an auction’s end
Counting seconds ’til my snipe I send
I’ve got it bad, just ask my spouse
She says I’m married to my PC’s mouse
I scroll and click and read a bit
It’s the only exercise I ever get!
Pardon me now while I visit eBay
To up my proxies on the auctions today
I must make sure that my bids will score
‘Cause I gotta have “just one more!”