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Originally Posted by Adrian Fry
In reading - and writing - a lot of nonsense verse lately, I notice certain words come up over and again. Sieves, wardrobes and noses are three examples. Perhaps the influence of Lear and Carroll is to blame, but we seem almost always to be in a world of Victoriana where trivial domestic items are contrasted and conflated with fantasy lands that could as well represent the Empire. Computers and cars never get a look in.
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OK ... here I will take a stab at nonsense verse for the 21st century;
Hyperpanic, Down on the Server Farm
The chrinitoids were crashing and the foonbocks ran amuck.
A fatal misalignment shook the Chan-Noguchi yoke,
Whose overheated thermatrubes had blown the Blunderstruck;
Where some darned fool in tech support had spilled his Diet Coke.
The AntiPanic software then revealed a fatal flaw,
Which obviously melted down the Heinzel teraschlug
From adverse interaction with its gigahexatraw;
Since some darned fool in tech support had pulled the Vergel plug.
The lights were dimming badly on the Master-offerglom;
While on its lower levels, all the treens began to shake.
The Turboscooves still failed to quell this megamerrastorm;
Then, some darned fool in tech support dislodged the uberbrake.
So, pretty soon, the Cybertron succumbed to gigaload,
And flames and smoke came spewing from its Loomis lasterfitch.
Then, all the crew at Server Farm began to hit the road;
Since some darned fool in tech support had broke the Doople switch.
Postmortem revelations by the Reconstruction Team
Have traced the whole disaster to a coffee can of pee;
Which somehow got tipped over on the Super-Catterstreme,
When some darned fool in tech support had lost the restroom key.