A computer was something on TV

from a science fiction show,

A window was something you hated to clean…

and Ram was the cousin of a goat..

 

A byte was something you took when you ate,

Meg was the name of my honey….

Hardware was used to lock a door…

Gig was a musician’s job for money.

 

An application was for employment,

A program was a TV show….

A cursor used profanity,

A keyboard was a piano…..

 

Compress was something you did to 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 a fire,

Hard drive was a long trip on the road.

A mouse pad was where a mouse lived….

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’ll wish they were dead….

 

-author unknown- (he died while trying to send this by E-mail)