T'was the night before....

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T`Was the night before payday and all through the house,
Not a computer was working as I clicked the mouse;
The screen turned blue and out slewed some text,
Showing register dumps and addresses in hex;
The disk-light was glowing and loud were the sounds,
Of whip-lashing disk-seeks way out-of-bounds;
Then quick as a wink the screen started to flash,
Upon each new re-boot the system would crash;
I reached for the Windows CD/ROM to install,
The system again, from scratch all, and all;
I worked several hours trying to make,
The new Windows Operating System take;
It would never complete the booting sequence,
Nothing I did, made any sense;
Then what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a Linux machine to which I'd grown dear;
I connected the disk from the Windows box broken,
Into the Linux machine as a token;
And deleted that corrupt Windows partition,
So another install would allow recognition;
Then back to the Windows machine I did all,
The Windows partition completed install;
And recover all data, programs, reserver,
From my quietly running Linux server.
When word got out that Linux had fixed,
A Windows computer that had been nixed;
The corporate big-wigs took much attention,
And started to conduct an investigation;
The result being that they could not allow,
The power that Linux had shown somehow;
So they declared that henceforth for time ever more,
No Linux machine be allowed in the store;
On Linus, on Alan, on Larry, on Ben,
On Alexy and David and Andreas and Len;
To arms all the soldiers, the battle we cry,
To crush Windows garbage, it's now do or die.

-- Richard B. Johnson --