“Mr. Miller,” the fish had to say,
“Cashiers’ balances started to stray.
Want to help? Please resist.
If you want to assist,
You should get the heck out of the way.”
That assistant had struck me as dim.
Change the folder’s name just on a whim?
She had said she’s not hooked
On “executive” looks.
I believe she was thinking of JIM.
For eleven years, payments went through.
With a bug fix, new problems ensue.
I will tell you, “I know it.
This limerick poet
Can tell you what five lines can do!”
There's some guys we should put on a tether.
They are clueless no matter the weather.
I have got a good hunch
That the pick and pack bunch
Need to get all of their ship together.
Maybe someday, that knowledge will dawn,
And their rep as a dunce will be gone.
We won't think they're all jerks
And their PC would work
If they only would turn the thing on.
"I can't get in," that user would mutter.
"PCNET should be working," I'd utter.
"Can the logo be seen?
It is there on your screen."
Well, he could or he's got a bad stutter.