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(meteorobs) Y2K -- off topic

      T'WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE Y2K
     
     'Twas the night before Y2K, 
     And all through the nation 
     We awaited The Bug, 
     The Millennium sensation. 
      
     The chips were replaced 
     In computers with care, 
     In hopes that ol' Bugsy 
     Wouldn't stop there. 
      
     While some folks could sleep, 
     They were snug in their beds 
     Others had visions 
     Of dread in their heads. 
      
     And Ma with her PC, 
     And I with my Mac 
     Had just logged on the Net 
     And kicked back with a snack. 
      
     When over the server, 
     There arose such a clatter 
     I called Mister Gates 
     To see what was the matter. 
      
     But he was away, 
     So I flew like a flash 
     Off to my bank 
     To withdraw all my cash. 
     
     When what with my wandering eyes 
     Should I see? 
     My good old Mac 
     Looked sick to me. 
      
     The hack of all hackers 
     Was looking so smug, 
     I knew that it must be 
     The Y2K Bug! 
      
     His image downloaded 
     In no time at all, 
     He whistled and shouted, 
     Let all systems fall! 
      
     Go Intel! Go Gateway! 
     Now HP! Big Blue! 
     IBM, Dell, Compaq, 
     And Pentium too! 
      
     All processors big, 
     All processors small, 
     Crash away! Crash away! 
     Crash away all! 
      
     As I drew in my breath 
     And was turning around, 
     Out through the modem, 
     He came with a bound. 
      
     He was covered with fur, 
     And slung on his back 
     Was a sack full of virus's, 
     Set for attack. 
      
     His eyes-how they twinkled! 
     His dimples-how merry! 
     As midnight approached, though 
     Things soon became scary. 
      
     He was chubby and plump, 
     Perpetually grinning, 
     And I laughed when I saw him 
     Though my hard drive stopped spinning. 
      
     A wink of his eye, 
     And a twist of his head, 
     Soon caused me to know 
     A new feeling of dread. 
      
     He spoke not a word, 
     But went straight to his work, 
     He changed all the clocks, 
     Then turned with a jerk. 
      
     With a twitch of his nose, 
     And a quick little wink, 
     All things electronic 
     Soon went on the blink. 
     
     He zoomed from my system, 
     To the next folks on line, 
     He caused such a disruption, 
     Could this be a sign? 
     
     Then I heard him exclaim, 
     With a loud, hearty cry, 
     Happy Y2K to all, 
     Kiss your PC's goodbye! 
     
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