A Poem for Computer Users Over 30

    a.16 computer w.whip–Written by Author Unknown, a talented author with a quirky sense of humor and good grasp of the absurd. Author also appears to be very shy about making herself/himself known. A sincere thanks to Author for writing this poem, it has brought many a smile.

    A computer was something on TV from a science fiction show of note.
    A window was something you hated to clean, and ram was the cousin of a goat.

    Meg was the name of my girlfriend and gig was a job for the nights.
    Now they all mean different things, and that really mega bytes.

    An application was for employment.
    A program was a TV show.
    A cursor used profanity.
    A keyboard was a piano.

    Memory was something that you lost with age; a CD was a bank account.
    And if you had a 3-in. floppy, you hoped nobody found out.

    Compress was something you did to the garbage not something you did to a file,
    And if you unzipped anything in public, you’d be in jail for awhile.

    Log on was adding wood to the fire.
    Hard drive was a long trip on the road.
    A mouse pad was where a mouse lived.
    And a backup happened to your commode.

    Cut you did with a pocket knife, paste you did with glue.
    A web was a spider’s home, and a virus was the flu.

    I guess I’ll stick to my pen and paper and the memory in my head.
    I hear nobody’s been killed in a computer crash, but when it happens they wish they were dead.

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