sch (05/05/83)
DATAWOCKY --- by Jack Stack 'Twas global and the megabytes Did gyre and gimbal on the disk All mimsy were the prompts and codes And the software was brisk Beware the microchip my son The bits, the bytes and bauds and such Beware the CRT and shun The qwerty keyboard's clutch He took his self-pace book in hand Long time the menu key he sought Then wrestled he with the toaster drive And sat a while in thought Then as he sought that glitchy bug The microchip, with gates aflame, Came whiffling through its I/O plug And processed as it came Asynch, Bisynch, all protocols, His binary went snicker snack, He felt it crash, and with a dash He came galumphing back And didst thou tame the microchip? Come interface my beamish boy O frabjous day, Caloo! Callay! O database, O Joy 'Twas global and the megabytes Did gyre and gimbal on the disk All mimsy were the prompts and codes And the software was brisk (With due apologies to Lewis Carroll and Alice Liddell) -----