Sitting there in your grace
How I love you in this place
From across the room
You say, come hither
I say no, I’ll stay right here
Because you’re my Wi-Fi printer
With your chiga-chiga, whiz
You let me do all my biz
You fulfill my every wish
When I have a new plan
You let me print and scan
You’re there for me day or night
For whatever I may write
When I felt like a fool
You helped me through school
No matter the weather
No matter if it’s spring, summer, fall, or winter
You’ll always be mine
Wi-Fi printer
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