Date:         Fri, 17 Dec 1999 12:22:38 EST
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Forwarded from a friend.


<< 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 think
 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 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.

 And what with my weak 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!
 Everything Compaq,
 And Pentium too!

 All processors big,
 All processors small,
 Crash away! Crash away!
 Crash away all!

 All the controls that
 planes need for their flights
 All microwaves, trains
 And all traffic lights.

 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 sackful of virus,
 Set for attack.

 His eyes-how they twinkled!
 His dimples-how merry!
 As midnight approached, though
 Things soon became scary.

 He had a broad little face
 And a round little belly,
 And his sack filled with virus
 Quivered like jelly.

 He was chubby and plump,
 Perpetually grinning,
 And I laughed when I saw him
 Tho my hard drive quit spinning.

 A wink of his eye,
 And a twist of his head,
 Soon gave 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,
 Merry Y2K to all,
 Kiss your PCs goodbye!
        ~ author unknown