Simple Cyber met a File Man
At the computer fair;
Said Simple Cyber to the File Man,
Have you some software?
Said the File Man to Simple Cyber,
Of course I do, I’ve plenny;
A spell of good luck, thought Cyber,
Tho’ this File Guy can’t spell well, can he?
Simple Cyber went a-browsing,
For to catch a hacker;
To paint him in a corner,
But his pail was filled with lacquer.
The bucket’s lacquer dried quickly,
Cyber thought he could not fail,
But the hacker was quite clever,
And already beyond the pale.
Cyber caught the hacker’s virus,
And brought it in to breed;
He stored it on his disk drive,
It upon his code did feed.
The File Man is the hacker!
For Cyber’s code is through;
And now poor Cyber’s system?
Simply went. Askew bits gone adieu.
Copyright © 2011 by Frank Koerner