[guide.chat] The old days.
- From: John Barnett <john.barnett2@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: <guide.chat@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Sun, 30 Aug 2009 00:15:50 +0100
The good old days.
In the good old days,
A computer, was something on TV,
From a science fiction show, of note,
A window, was some thing you hated to clean,
And a ram, was cousin of a goat,
Meg, was the name of my girl friend,
And a gig, was a job for the nights,
Now they all mean different things,
And that really mega bites,
An application, was for employment,
A programme, was a TV. show,
A curser, used profanity,
And a key board, was a piano,
Memory, was something you lost with age,
A CD. was a bank account,
And if you had a three inch floppy,
You hope no body, found out,
Compress, was some thing you did to the garbage,
Not some thing you did to a file,
And if you unzipped something,in public,
You could end up in jail for a while,
Log on, was adding wood to the fire,
And hard drive, was a long trip up the road,
A mouse pad, was were a mouse lived,
And a back up, happened to your commode,
Cut, you did with a pocket knife,
Paste, you did with glue,
A web, was a spiders home,
A virus, was the flu,
I guess I'll just stick to my pad, and paper,
And the memory, in my head,
I hear no one has been killed in a computer crash,
But when it happens, they wish they were dead,
By poet unknown.
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