A POEM FOR "OLDER" COMPUTER USERS 

 A Computer was something on TV 
 From a Science Fiction show of note 
 A Window was something you hated to clean 
 And Ram was the father of a goat. 

 Meg was the name of a girlfriend 
 And Gig was a job for the nights 
 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. 

 A Memory was something that you lost with age 
 A CD was a bank account 
 And if you had a 3-inch floppy 
 You hoped 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 a while. 

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