Freeform Friday: “Oh, my … Outlook”

Oh, my poopy Outlook
Oh, what can I say?
It lives its life upsetting
me both night and day.

I tried to get if fixed so its
problems would be put away.
But masterful ministrations
won’t keep all its issues at bay.

I sit at my desk and wrestle
with one issue or the next.
Oh, my poopy Outlook,
your outlook has me vexed.