T'was The Night Before Y2K
T'was the night before Y2K and all thru the nation
we'd soon see the bug that caused such a 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 surfed the net and kicked back with a snack.
When over the server there arose such a clatter
that I called Mister Gates to see what was the matter.
But he was away, so I flew like a flash
on down to my bank to withdraw all my cash.
But word of a shortage had caused such demand
that the money was gone; the streets were all jammed.
Then what with my eyes should I see on my screen
but Millennium Bugsy; this must be a dream!
That 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 Compac, and Pentium too!
All processors big, all processors small,
Now crash away! Crash away! Crash away all!"
All the controls that make all the planes fly;
all microwaves, and all traffic lights.
All through the system, to me, and to you
The predictions they made would soon all come true.
And then came a twinkling as midnight drew near,
all over the globe, in each hemisphere.
As I drew in my breath and was turning around,
Out through the modem he came with a bound.
He was covered with fur, with six legs outspread,
two beady eyes, and a chip on his head.
With a sack full of virus flung up on his back.
He looked like a hacker, just waiting to hack.
His eyes - how they twinkled! His dimples - how merry!
As midnight approached, though, things soon became scary.
His droll little mouth was drawn up in a sneer,
While he sat like a kid waiting out the new year.
Two little antenna stuck out of his head;
Improved his reception from what I've heard said.
He had a broad face and a round little belly,
But with six dirty socks his feet were quite smelly.
He was chubby and plump, perpetually grinning,
And I laughed when I saw him
Though my hard drive stopped 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 cheer,
"Man this has been fun, and I'll see you next century!"
Click here to go back.