by Louie Clay
Up! up! my Friend, and quit your screen;
Or surely you’ll grow double
Up! up! my Friend, and safely wean.
Why all this toil and trouble.
These CRTs bring endless strife:
Come, hear the woodland linnet.
How sweet its music! on my life,
There’s more of wisdom in it.
I hope you’ve saved and backed up too,
your grid with pixels glowing.
I’ve parked. The rest is up to you.
“PARITY CHECK …..”