'Twas a policy admins were liking
'Til their notes about spam started spiking.
What's our inbox like? Damn!
Notes 'bout spam, spam, spam, spam.
It was like from a Pythonese Viking.
"All those notes are insane!" the fish blurts.
"Productivity, this surely hurts!"
Some may say it is strange,
But we got them to change
When we forwarded them our alerts.
In the end, we all have to concur,
Using RAID is a great thing for sure.
But then Barney came by.
His new girl saw them die.
Hey! Does Betty not know about her?
In spare parts, we've got guys who are loaded.
"We must use them!" the higher-ups goaded.
Circuit breakers would pop,
But this madness won't stop
'Til the breakers so loudly exploded.
In debugging the GL, I'm strong
When I'm finding which values are wrong.
Since some code's in assembler
I have to remembler
They're only eight characters long.
My co-worker looked down on his luck.
He was stressed. Boy, his day sure did suck.
Soon his stress I would half
With a terminal laugh
And not act like some dumb hockey puck.
RIP Don Rickles 1926 - 2017
When I put my old firm far behind me.
It's all hush-hush! No need to remind me.
There are times it is neato
Go go incognito.
Not even my new boss can find me!
Should we service this router? We should.
Our tech drove there as fast as he could.
To Death Valley he'd trek.
At the scene, he said, "Heck!
This thing isn't for nets - it's for wood!"
'Twas a try at some innocent mating.
It's a quest to which most are relating.
I had thought, "Ain't no thang!
I'm just use this here Wang.
It's my way of computerized dating."
Did she see it? I can not deny.
All but her did. My text caught their eye.
The girl didn't say "Yes,"
So the next time, I guess
I'll just go up and calmly say, "Hi."
Right after this was posted, I put a note on GPlus congratulating the writer on the shirt, since it was posted as a comment the previous week. A commenter said my first message to the guy was a really strange limerick, so I replied with this:
'Twas a tale 'bout a techie named Kirk
And a girl who looked great in a skirt.
Though his scheme quickly sank,
From the gang in the Tank
Here's a message: Congrats on the shirt!!!
They changed "beached" into "benched". That's a
But just what did that old term entail?
Did it mean lots of fun
In the hot summer sun?
No, it really meant "beached, like a whale."
"Syntax errors!" he saud wuth a grunt.
Through hus code he soon started to hunt.
Whule duscussung Punk Panther
We found out the anther.
'Twas caused by a word spelled as "PRUNT."
All those hard cards sure work fine and dandy.
So the fish tried his best to be handy.
Here's a box from the Shack!
He was taken aback:
Cards for PC's won't work in a Tandy.
VIP - PIN - iOS.
That's a simple fix, one could sure guess.
What I saw in review:
'Twas so easy to do,
His assistant took care of this mess.
We technicians all got very giggly
At that box's new card, oh so wiggly.
'Twas a bargain, he said.
Now that PC is dead
Due to shimming achieved by a Wrigley.
Senior techies will all tell you this:
Dialing modems, there's sounds you can't miss.
If you've got a free line.
You should always do fine
And hear "BEEP BEEP BEEP BOOP BOOP BEEP HISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS"
Where were all of our accesses at?
The newb's script made them all go kersplat.
The boss walloped this dude
With an old mailing tube.
He was lucky it wasn't a bat.