The Bark Of The Byte
I’m joyful and glad, not angry or sad.
Then all of a sudden, I have let the crud in.
While cutting the tree, a knot has stopped me.
In this world of dough, where lumps are no foe,
I hit a big rock, no key for this lock.
I was speeding my car, I was getting SO far,
Where most hit a dip, I got more than a clip,
Where you hit a bump, I totaled this dump.
From what was a hole, I’m now digging coal.