... The happiness you feel at screen,
The mouse warm and tender in your finger.
You are, also, with world so 'IN',
You are the future's gold's bringer.
The future is, maybe, too nigh,
All click and click in comp nirvana.
Alas, you're bringing darkest night,
I am afraid, it'll be mañana.
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