Oh blue-colored keyboard brushes, you hang on your velcro rectangles on the computer tower with such dignity. Nobody ever uses you to clean the keyboard, but you don'y complain. You simply hang, neglected on the left side of the computer tower that faces the monitor. Your color is a nice translucent blue, but that doesn't matter. You could be made of beautiful stain-glassed windows and still no one would acknowledge your presence. There are two of you, one big and one small. I try in vain to discover the importance of your different sizes. Perhaps one is for the number pad while the other is for the letters that see their fair share of dirtying-up. Or perhaps one is for the monitor and the other for the keyboard. Sometimes I take you away from your velcro homes out of boredom, just to replace you without fulfilling your duty. What kind of life must that be? Only seldom do you touch the keyboard and even then you do not remove but the finest particles of grime or dead skin or whatever. You are graced by the words SEP Learning Center and just SEP. I don't even know what that stands for! If only I could undersatnd what you go through. All I know is that you came from a place that Ford Motor Company used to own for its employess and my dad picked you up for the simple purpose of cleaning our keyboard. My how you have been neglected. I will remember your toil from now on and provide the affection you have not received because of your living under the shadows of the brilliant monitor.
I'm just kidding, I really could care less. But hey, at least I gave you some positive exposure.
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