Woe to the unwary programmer
whose code ends in reqiuescat
of a lost generation.
They called it Altair of BASIC:
we call it altar of hell, OSes of
the dead who never lived.
The trumpet sounds,
the sea of "e" overflows with spyware
and the flag of four colors burns.
We are in this together
not stopping until the kernel panics
and Spotlight ceases to work.
The networks will overload
with error dialogs;
we will get each machine:
one blue screen at a time.
Crash after crash
office workers scream
geeks forget the valued command
"format C:".
And let the human race rejoice
when the last Windows boots no more.
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