A Poem For Those Over 30

A Poem For Those Over 30


A computer was something on TV
From a science fiction show of note
A window was something you hated to clean
And ram was the cousin 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 bites.


An application was for employment
A program was a TV show
A curser used profanity
A keyboard was a piano.


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 awhile.

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 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'll wish they were dead.


**Author Unknown**

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