Poem For Senior Computer Users

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POEM FOR SENIOR COMPUTER USERS

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.

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.

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.

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.

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'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.

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.

~ " We all take different paths in life, but no matter where we go, we take a

little of each other everywhere. " ~

~ " If I could reach up and hold a star for every time you've made me smile, the

entire evening sky would be in the palm of my hand. "