The Error - Poem by John Wittle
Once upon a midnight dreary
While I websurfed, weak and weary
Searching through many sites that claimed 'Cheat Codes Galore'
Suddenly there was an error
I said to myself, Oh God No
The site was not as it had been before
Now the game would be a bore
as I could not get past the 'Black Death Door'
I hit refresh, but it it was no more
Quoth the Server,404.
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