Through infinite myst, software reverberates
In code possess’d of invisible folly.

Wilt thou dare interface
With thy Apple Macintosh keypad
By toggling my tweaky bosom?
Alack!

Leave laserjet laughter to the laptop lover.
Behold beta beauty in a keyboard’s keen kindness.

Now yet torment thy melancholy hardware
By always vexing the amorous flame
Of thine model motherboard.

This tyrant widget conceals scuzzy games
And pleasure treasured dear:
Then kiss me.

Celestial evil’s idolatrous template within AOL
Will deceive some cybersex users
And email “cancel our service.”

Tis a rare tongue
That many maiden bugs command,
Revealing bounteous distress,
Trashing bold memory:
Click and crash gloriously.
Weep not, beauteous Microsoft!
Hereafter reboot.