Date: Sat, 9 Sep 95 10:24:00 EDT
From: David Cohn <cohn@psyche.mit.edu>
To: psinging@psyche.mit.edu
Subject: "Privateers" filk
As promised to the psinging gang, the unedited doggerel I imposed on
the group last night. Of dubious origin, so standard disclaimers
apply: some assembly required, batteries not included, do not play on
or around, any resemblance to a personal opinion is strictly your own
imagination...
-dac
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(to the tune of "Barrett's Privateers")
Oh the year was 1995
How I wish I had a T-1 line!
When a memo came down and the boss said "Get
this company up on the internet"
refrain:
God damn them all, I was told
The software would be "plug and go"
Put in the disk, and turned it on...
Now it's a smoking mess and I can't log on
I'm roadkill on the infobahn
Boss said the code was set to run
How I wish I had a T-1 line!
'Cept a few routines that I'd have to hack
In FORTRAN on our Univac
The 1108 was a sickening sight
How I wish I had a T-1 line!
It had vacuum tubes and a punch card bin
And when you turned it on it made the lights go dim
I looked at the code that we'd been sold
How I wish I had a T-1 line!
It took 86 meg and a CD drive
And it ran on Windows'95
I found a path through ftp
How I wish I had a T-1 line!
But our modem ran at twenty four K
And to download the file took us two whole days
At last I got the code compiled
How I wish I had a T-1 line!
But the screen went blank when I hit return
The mainframe caught fire and began to burn
So here I sit as a sysadmin
How I wish I had a T-1 line!
I've seen more pain than a man deserves
And my boss just called up CompuServe...
-"Doc Pablo"