Poems

I Remember by anonymous

I remember, I remember, the house where I was born.

The little bathroom down the hall where 19 raced each morn.

My 13 brothers hated me. My sisters felt the same.

Mom didn't call me down to eat. She didn't know my name

I remember, I remember, the joys my schoolhouse gave.

How I came late for second grade because I had to shave.

I think that I shall ne'er forget a girl named Emmie Lou.

I carried home her books from school. Her boyfriend told me to.

The Love Life of a Camel"

from: Byron Hummel

The love life of a camel is greater than anyone thinks

In moments of amorous passion he often makes love to the sphinx

Now the sphinx posterior organs lie deep 'neath the sands of the Nile

Which accounts for the hump on the camels back

And the sphinx inscrutable smile.

Submitted by Todd Wade

These pretty fall days remind me of your face

the sun shining is your smile

your little hands upon my shoulders

my hands caressing your slender waist

i c our love spread across the clear blue skies

although it cant do justice 2 the deep blue tone in your eyes

the soft breeze is your cheek brushing against mine

taking me back 2 a different day, another place in time

the shaded leaves look like, to me,

your dark, dark auburn hair

and although now u r long gone

i still c u standing there

this day also reminds me sometimes love dont last that long

like u it is so beautiful, tomorrow it is gone

10.99 Todd R. Wade

Submitted by Linda (Wallet) Harris

DR. SEUSS EXPLAINS WHY COMPUTERS SOMETIME CRASH IF A PACKET HITS A POCKET ON A SOCKET ON A PORT, AND THE BUS IS INTERRUPTED AT A VERY LAST RESORT, AND THE ACCESS OF THE MEMORY MAKES YOUR FLOPPY DISK ABORT, THEN THE SOCKET PACKET POCKET HAS AS ERROR TO REPORT.

IF YOUR CURSOR FINDS A MENU ITEM FOLLOWED BY A DASH AND THE DOUBLE CLICKING ICON PUTS YOUR WINDOW IN THE TRASH; AND YOUR DATA IS CORRUPTED CAUSE THE INDEX DOESN'T HASH, THEN YOUR SITUATION'S HOPELESS AND YOUR SYSTEM'S GONNA CRASH!

IF THE LABEL ON THE CABLE ON THE TABLE AT YOUR HOUSE SAYS THE NETWORK IS CONNECTED TO THE BUTTON ON YOUR MOUSE, BUT YOUR PACKETS WANT TO TUNNEL TO ANOTHER PROTOCOL THAT'S REPEATEDLY REJECTED BY THE PRINTER DOWN THE HALL, AND YOUR SCREEN IS ALL DISTORTED BY THE SIDE EFFECTS OF GAUSS, SO YOUR ICONS IN THE WINDOW ARE AS WAVY AS A SOUSE: THEN YOU MAY AS WELL REBOOT AND GO OUT WITH A BANG 'CUZ SURE AS I'M A POET,THE SUCKER'S GONNA HANG!

WHEN THE COPY OF YOUR FLOPPY'S GETTING SLOPPY IN THE DISK AND THE MACROCODE INSTRUCTIONS CAUSE UNNECESSARY RISK THEN YOU'LL HAVE TO FLASH THE MEMORY AND YOU'LL WANT TO RAM YOUR ROM QUICKLY TURN OFF THE COMPUTER AND BE SURE TO TELL YOUR MOM!

WELL! That certainly clears things up for ME.

From Dave Horvath

Last night I held a lovely hand,

A hand so nice and neat.

I thought my heart would burst with joy

So wildly did it beat.

No other hand unto my heart

Could greater pleasure bring,

Than that precious hand I held last night,

Four aces and a king.