Almost done! I was thinking of bolting.
But one problem to me was quite jolting.
What one unit would need
Is a two-forty feed.
It’s one-ten? You might call that re-volting.
We need access. That job I won’t shirk.
But Security’s being a jerk.
It’d take quite a maneuver
For J. Edgar Hoover
If he needed logins at work.
A test server was something we craved.
What the boss did was really depraved.
A cloned server we’d get,
Which soon messed up the net
But just think of the cash that he saved!
“RDP to yourself? I would vote
That it just will not work. I would note
When they made up that name,
What it meant to proclaim
Was the chance of it working: Remote.”
They must think that I’m some kind of brute,
Since I make that computer reboot.
When some character’s seen
On one part of my screen
What they’ll hear is a snick-da-da-zoot.