Wednesday, May 19, 2010

MY FREE VERSE POEM IN HONOR OF THE CENSUS COMPUTER SYSTEM ENTITLED

PBOCS

P is for the pains that you give me. You give some a pain in the neck, but I have a lower opinion.

B is for boxes of binders which we cannot ship when you do not work.

O resembles the number you are worth. On a good day even.

C is for the innocent computers you infected. C is also for the cramps you gIve us in our craniums.

S is for the sniveling sinister programmers that invented you and inflicted you on an unsuspecting sensus - - ur . . . census.

Put them all together they spell PBOCS -- a name that our posterity will wonder why we scream out at night for years into the future.

2 comments:

Cliff and Cynthia (at home at work at play) said...

LOVE IT! HA HA HA

Bill said...

very nice rick. i've got a list of acronyms from my EPA job if you want... how bout CERCLIS?