A computer was something on TV from a science fiction show.
A window was something you hated to clean
and RAM was the cousin of a goat…
Meg was the name of a girlfriend
and gig was your middle finger upright.
Now they all mean different things and that really mega bytes.
An application was for employment.
A program was a TV show.
A cursor 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 1/2″ floppy you hoped that 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 backup 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 wish they were dead !”