The new CIO's heard to exclaim,
"A new help desk replacement's my aim."
We were given a bill
For some 1.5 mill.
A non-profit? We're earning that name!
That new system? Much to our chagrin
Has got problems. Will we ever win?
So that call to support?
They won't fix it, I snort,
If their help desk, they can not log in.
That room's Smart Board? Its problems I'd rid.
Their projector? Observe it, I did.
'Round its base was a chain.
"It won't shake." they'd explain.
Guess that's better than wrapped 'round a kid.
That new programmer really was keen.
All his code showed he's right on the bean.
But we found his one flaw
When he hit his last straw:
He's repulsed by the odor of "clean."
With compilers, that day I was stuck.
When I called, it seems I'm out of luck.
Need assistance with Cobol?
My problems could snowball
If he should get hit by a truck.
There's a call for assistance required.
"My computer's gone nuts! You're desired!"
The spare mouse that he packed
Caused his laptop to act
Like his mouse wasn't all that was wired.