A computer was something on TV
from a science fiction show of note
a window was something you hated to clean…
And ram was the cousin of a
goat….

Meg was the name of my girlfriend
and gig was a job for the nights
now they all mean different things
and that really mega bytes

An application was for employment
a program was a TV show
a cursor
used profanity
a keyboard was a piano

Memory was something that you lost with age
a cd was a bank account
and if you had a 3 1/2″ floppy
you hoped nobody found out

Compress was something you did to the garbage
not something you did to a
file
and if you unzipped anything in public
you’d be in jail for a
while

Log on was adding wood to the fire
hard drive was a long trip on the
road
a mouse pad was where a mouse lived
and a backup happened to your
commode

Cut you did with a pocket knife
paste you did with glue
a web was a
spider’s home
and a virus was the flu

I guess I’ll stick to my pad and paper
and the memory in my head
I
hear nobody’s been killed in a computer crash
but when it happens they wish
they were dead

(I wish I knew who wrote that charming one! For now, lets just say: Source:
anonymous)