POEM FOR SENIOR COMPUTER USERS
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> 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 father of a goat.
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> 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.
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> An Application was for employment
> A Program was a TV show
> A Cursor used profanity
> A Keyboard was a piano.
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> A Memory was something that you lost with age
> A CD was a bank account
> And if you had a 3-inch floppy
> You hoped nobody found out.
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> 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 a while.
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> 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.
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> Cut's what you did with a pocket knife
> Paste you did with glue
> A Web was a spider's home
> And a Virus was the flu.
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> I guess I'll stick to my pad 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.