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High Tech Haiku
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I'm sorry, there's -- um -- Insufficient -- what's-it-called? The term eludes me ... Windows NT crashed. I am the Blue Screen of Death. No one hears your screams. Seeing my great fault Through darkening blue windows I begin again The code was willing, It considered your request, But the chips were weak. A file that big? It might be very useful. But now it is gone. Errors have occurred. We won't tell you where or why. Lazy programmers. Server's poor response Not quick enough for browser. Timed out, plum blossom. Login incorrect. Only perfect spellers may Enter this system. Wind catches lily Scatt'ring petals to the wind: Segmentation fault First snow, then silence. This thousand dollar screen dies So beautifully. |