Poem for Senior Computer Users
. From Anonymous Poet

Not that any of you are considered "senior" or anything! 


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 Back up happened to your commode. 
Cut is 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. 
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