Computer Geeks Poems Forum ! You'r gonna love it

[CraCkEr]

Without further explanation of what is this about , few of your love poems , many love computers , here is a sample !!!!!!!!
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DO YOU KNOW "THE BEATLES" JOHN LENON SANG YESTERDAY ,
A COMPUTER GEEK SANG HIS OWN YESTERDAY
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Yesterday
Yesterday,
All those backups seemed a waste of pay.
Now my database has gone away.
Oh I believe in yesterday.

Suddenly,
There's not half the files there used to be,
And there's a milestone hanging over me.
The system crashed so suddenly.
I pushed something wrong
What it was I could not say.

Now all my data's gone
and I long for yesterday-ay-ay-ay.

Yesterday,
The need for back-ups seemed so far away.
I knew my data was all here to stay,
Now I believe in yesterday.

[CraCkEr]

To The Tune of "Let It Be" by The Beatles again !

When I find my code in tons of trouble,
Friends and colleagues come to me,
Speaking words of wisdom:
Write in C.
As the deadline fast approaches,
And bugs are all that I can see,
Somewhere, someone whispers:
Write in C.
Write in C, Write in C,
Write in C, oh, Write in C.
LOGO's dead and buried,
Write in C.
I used to write a lot of FORTRAN,
For science it worked flawlessly.
Try using it for graphics!
Write in C.
If you've just spent nearly 30 hours,
Debugging some assembly,
Soon you will be glad to
Write in C.
Write in C, Write in C,
Write in C, yeah, Write in C.
BASIC's not the answer.
Write in C.
Write in C, Write in C
Write in C, oh, Write in C.
Pascal won't quite cut it.
Write in C.

[CraCkEr]

Edgar Allen Poe confronts a flaky floppy drive.
Once upon a midnight dreary, fingers cramped and vision bleary,
System manuals roughly piled, and wasted paper on the floor,
Longing for the warmth of bed sheets, still I sat there, doing spreadsheets.
Having reached the bottom line, I found the diskette that was mine.
Typing with a steady hand, I then invoked the SAVE command,
And waited for the file to store - only this and nothing more.

Deep into the phosphor peering, Long I sat there wond'ring, fearing,
Doubting, while the disk kept turning, churning yet to churn some more.
"Save!" I said, "You cursed mother. Save my data, and no other!"
Just one thing the screen did render, message bold, but never tender,
Only this and nothing more - just "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

Was this some occult illusion? Some maniacal intrusion?
These were choices undesired, and ones I'd never faced before.
Carefully, I weighed the choices, as the disk made dev'lish noises.
The cursor flashed, insistent, waiting...baiting me to type some more.
Clearly I must press a key, to make the choice of one from three,
Selecting from, "Abort, Retry, Ignore"?

With my fingers pale and trembling, slowly toward the keyboard bending,
Longing for a happy ending, hoping all would be restored,
Praying for some guarantee, so lightly did I press a key.
But on the screen there still persisted - words appearing as before.
Ghastly grim they blinked and taunted, haunted, as my patience wore,
Saying to me one time more, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

I tried to catch the chips off guard; I pressed again, but twice as hard.
I pleaded with that cursed demon, begged and cried, and then I swore.
Flailing now in desperation, trying random combinations,
still there came the incantation, just as senseless as before.
Cursor blinking, without thinking, winking nonsense I abhor,
Words that at my senses tore, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

There I sat, distraught, exhausted, by mine own machine accosted.
Getting up, I turned away and paced across the office floor.
Whereupon, a dreadful sight: a lightning bolt cut through the night.
A gasp of horror overtook me, and it shook me to the core.
Lightning zapped my precious data, lost and gone forevermore.
Now in darkness I abhor, not even, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

To this day I do not know the place to which lost data go.
What demonic nether world is wrought where data will be stored,
Beyond the reach of mortal souls, beyond the ether, in black holes?
But sure as there's a C and Lotus, Ashton-Tate and many more,
You'll be someday left to wander, lost upon some dismal shore,
Beseeching fickle Gods of yore, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

[CraCkEr]

Here's an easy game to play.
Here's an easy thing to say.

If a packet hits a pocket on a socket on a port,
And the bus is interrupted as a very last resort.
And the address of the memory makes your floppy disk abort,
Then the socket packet pocket has an error to report!

If your cursor finds a menu item followed by a dash,
And the double*clicking icon puts your window in the trash,
And your data is corrupted 'cause the index doesn't hash.
Then your situation's hopeless and your system's gonna crash!

You can't say this?
What a shame, sir!
We'll find you
another game, sir!

If the label on the cable on the table at your house
Says the network is connected to the button on the mouse,
But your packets want to tunnel on another protocol,
That's repeatedly rejected by the printer down the hall,
And your screen is all distorted by the side affects of Gauss,
So your icons in the windows are so wavy as a souse,
Then you may as well reboot and go out with a bang,
'Cause as sure as I'm a poet, the sucker's gonna hang!

When the copy of your floppy's getting sloppy on the disk,
And the microcode instructions cause unnecessary RISC.
Then you have to flash your memory and you'll want to RAM your ROM.
Quickly turn off the computer and be sure to tell your mom!

[Lebby]

HAH

printf("7elwinnnnnnnn");

[hawky]

that reall nice
from where u got that

[CraCkEr]

The American Pie --- Actually The APPLE II PIE
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A long, long time ago,
I can still remember how those programs
Used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance,
That I could make those users dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while.
November breezes made me shiver
With every upload I'd deliver
Bad news on the desktop
I couldn't make the text stop.
I can't remember if I cried
When I read about our faltered pride
But something touched me deep inside
The day
the Two-E
died.
So, bye, bye to my Apple II pie
Hooked my RamFAST to the SCSI
But the SCSI was fried
And hackin' boys drank Mountain Dew and sighed,
Typin' "This'll be the day that I die.
This'll be the day that I die."

Do you know your Apple's core?
Do you have faith in Woz's lore
If the Red Book tells you so?
Do you believe in ROR and ROL
Can BASIC save your mortal soul
And can you tell me why Pascal runs so slow?
Well, I know you love that Lisa hack
'Cause I saw you mousin' in the back
Well, MacWrite was big news
But AppleWorks got great reviews, oooh
I was a twenty-something computer fan
With a loaned assembler and some program plans
But I knew I'd be just an "also-ran"
The day the Two-E died.

I started singin'
Bye, bye to my Apple II pie
Hooked my RamFAST to the SCSI
But the SCSI was fried
And hackin' boys drank Cola Jolt and sighed,
Typin' "This'll be the day that I die.
This'll be the day that I die."



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Now for twelve years we've been on our own
The software comes on my telephone
But that's not how it used to be
When ol' Steve Jobs planned a brand new box
With designs he borrowed from Xerox
And the cash, well it came from you and me
Oh, and while our Woz was looking down
Steve Jobs stole his designer's crown
The III plan was adjourned
No money was returned
And while Wagner wrote "Assembly Lines"
We liked our BASIC programs fine
And most thought ProDOS was divine
The day the Two-E died.

We were singin'
Bye, bye to my Apple II pie
Hooked my RamFAST to the SCSI
But the SCSI was fried
And hackin' boys drank Dr. Pepper and sighed,
Typin' "This'll be the day that I die.
This'll be the day that I die."



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HUFFIN, PUFFIN, move files with MUFFIN
Single drive, lots of disks I'm stuffin'
Eight piles high, and fadin' fast...
With Macs out landing in the grass
The Pirates tried for a forward pass
Moving Two-E to the sidelines, in a cast
Now, the IIc Fair was sweet perfume
And "Forever!" was our marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance
'Cause the Mac-heads tried to take the field
Our Apple II's refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the Two-E died?

We started singin'
Bye, bye to my Apple II pie
Hooked my RamFAST to the SCSI
But the SCSI was fried
And hackin' boys drank Diet Pepsi and sighed,
Typin' "This'll be the day that I die.
This'll be the day that I die."



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And there we were all in one place
An online conference lost in space
With no bucks left to start again
So come on, Tom be nimble, Tom be quick
Uncle-DOS made all our Apples tick
'Cause Merlin is the hacker's only friend
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No one that I could tell
Could break that Sculley's spell
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Sculley laughing with delight
The day the Two-E died

He was singin'
Bye, bye to my Apple II pie
Hooked my RamFAST to the SCSI
But the SCSI was fried
And hackin' boys drank lemon tea and sighed,
Typin' "This'll be the day that I die.
This'll be the day that I die."



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I met a girl who sang of Blues
And I asked her for some Apple news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went to the computer store
Where I'd seen the Apple years before
But the man there said the Two-E couldn't play
And in the schools the children screamed
The teachers cried and the hackers dreamed
But not a file was open
The disk drives all were broken
And the news mags that I'd liked the most
Softalk, inCider -- were all toast
They'd grabbed the last train for the coast
The day
the Two-E
died

And they were singin'

Bye, bye to my Apple II pie
Hooked my RamFAST to the SCSI
But the SCSI was fried
And hackin' boys drank Snapple soda and cried,
Saying, "This'll be the day that I die.
This'll be the day that I die."

They were singin'
Bye, bye to my Apple II pie
Hooked my RamFAST to the SCSI
But the SCSI was fried
And hackin' boys drank Snapple soda and cried,
Saying, "This'll be the day that I die.
This'll be
the day
that I die."

ouftttttttt hala2 berabak meen ilo jalad read them .. ouft :P lebby make a summary about them wo send it to my email :P tedrabo

[hawky]

ohh mann , it worth to read, very interesting , hope we got more funny stuff like that
thanks goes for cracker, keep the good job up
peace out

[Amadeus]

LoooooooooooooooooooooooL u were rtight i loved it

[CraCkEr]

Chorus:
PC, PC, don't lie to me
tell me what did you download last night
was it porn? was it porn?
was it nasty, filthy porn?
I'm disconnecting you
Verse 1:
PC, PC, what will you do?
I'm disconnecting you
because the porn, because the porn
because the nasty, filthy porn
that's why I'm disconnecting you

Verse 2:
The PC was a P-133
no equal within a mile from here
it's cord was found in the outlet
but the log never was found

Chorus
Verse 1
Chorus
Chorus

[CraCkEr]

Uptown URL
You've been living in your virtual world
I'll bet you've never had an inline .FLI
I bet your webmaster never told you why
I'm gonna try for an ...
Uptown URL It's even readable by the outside world
As long as it can handle all the spam
But now you're lookin' for a Photoshop man
That's what I am!

And when you notice the load, its uptime
And then you'll reboot, and see that your mine
You'll see that's its not so tough to serve out files all linked from...

an Uptown URL
You know, it'll be linked to all over the world
We'll even code in all your fancy toys
Even including interactive voice
They'll have a choice!

Uptown URL
You know I can't afford to write in PERL
But maybe someday we can take stdin
And then we can call a cgi-bin
And then they're in!

And when you're loading, you'll be looking so fine
And when they check, it'll say that your mine
They'll see that's its not so tough to serve out files all linked from...

An Uptown URL!
It's even readable by the outside world
As long as it can handle all the spam
But now you're lookin' for a Photoshop man
That's what I am!

Uptown URL!
My Uptown URL!
You know I'm in love with my Uptown URL!

[CraCkEr]

Oh disk, is smaller
Smaller than you and you are not me
The backups I will go to
The distance between tapes
Oh no I've filled the disk
I filled it up

That's me in the system
That's me at the login
Losing my connection
Trying to stay logged in

And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no I've grepped too much
Couldn't grep enough

I thought that I heard deleting
I thought that I heard you say
I think I thought the files were safe

Every print-out of every waking hour
I'm dumping all my data
Trying to keep my files on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded LAN... LAN
Oh no I saved too much
I saved it all

Consider this
Consider this bug of the century
Consider this the bug
That brought DOS to its knees

What if all these data dumps come spewing out
And now I've printed too much

I thought that I heard you printing
I thought that I heard you swear
I think I thought I saw you print

That was just a ream
That was just a ream

That's me at the printer
That's me in the print queue
Losing all my source code
Trying to keep coding

And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no I've saved too much
I haven't saved enough

I thought that I heard you PRUNEing
I thought that I saw me save
I think I thought I saw the files

But that was just a dream
File, line, byte, die
That was just a dream
Just a dream, dream

These are actually funny lol...

[BilKill]

that is the purpose of posting them

[GeE ArE]

Looooooooooooool

[Marceal]

looool, its funny that when cracker posts something, everyone has to you know make a comment (obviously a nice one) tayeb inno ma hadan fikoun ma haba? kilkoun habaytouha? Lak ana i bet on most of yous have just read the first 2 lines of the first post! None of yous now is bothered from long posts? i thought you hated them!? loool typical Lebs ...
Cracker i wouldnt give you my opinion about it, because whatever i'll say, you'll say: well no body forced you to read it, so ill just move on.

[RainbowFire]

Well said, bro Marceal. Dang, that's why I love you: always honest and right to the friggin point - bang on! Anyway, yeah, I'll add to that myself that not only are *some* folks now 'reading' long posts, but they've actually shut up their cakeholes about how long it takes them 'time' to do so. Talk about double standards!!!!

As for me, oh well I did like the posts, Cracker. I usually dont mind long posts and some were at least funny. Good posting...keep up the good work, man. I love reading

[Abouna]

just a question! from where can we get sth like that .

[Khawtaaa]

LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL oh wait i didn't even read that :s *hushes* lol