AN ELECTRONIC CHRISTMAS/CHANUKAH CARD TO ALL
Lyrics by Evan Leibovitch, code by Beverly Erlebacher
Dedicated to anyone who's left their computers alone just long enough for them to self-destruct:
(Sung to the tune of something or other...)
On the first day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
A burnt-out V.D.T.
On the second day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
Two faulty tapes; And a burnt-out V.D.T.
On the third day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
Three heads crashed; Two faulty tapes; And a burnt-out V.D.T.
On the fourth day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
Four bad blocks; Three heads crashed; Two faulty tapes; And a burnt-out V.D.T.
On the fifth day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
Five core dumps; Four bad blocks; Three heads crashed; Two faulty tapes; And a burnt-out V.D.T.
On the sixth day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
Six bad controllers; Five core dumps; Four bad blocks; Three heads crashed; Two faulty tapes; And a burnt-out V.D.T.
On the seventh day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
Seven blown partitions; Six bad controllers; Five core dumps; Four bad blocks; Three heads crashed; Two faulty tapes; And a burnt-out V.D.T.
On the eighth day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
Eight gettys dying; Seven blown partitions; Six bad controllers; Five core dumps; Four bad blocks; Three heads crashed; Two faulty tapes; And a burnt-out V.D.T.
On the ninth day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
Nine floppies frying; Eight gettys dying; Seven blown partitions; Six bad controllers; Five core dumps; Four bad blocks; Three heads crashed; Two faulty tapes; And a burnt-out V.D.T.
On the tenth day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
Ten ports a-jamming; Nine floppies frying; Eight gettys dying; Seven blown partitions; Six bad controllers; Five core dumps; Four bad blocks; Three heads crashed; Two faulty tapes; And a burnt-out V.D.T.
On the eleventh day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
Eleven chips a-smoking; Ten ports a-jamming; Nine floppies frying; Eight gettys dying; Seven blown partitions; Six bad controllers; Five core dumps; Four bad blocks; Three heads crashed; Two faulty tapes; And a burnt-out V.D.T.
On the twelfth day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
Twelve boards a-blowing; Eleven chips a-smoking; Ten ports a-jamming; Nine floppies frying; Eight gettys dying; Seven blown partitions; Six bad controllers; Five core dumps; Four bad blocks; Three heads crashed; Two faulty tapes; And a burnt-out V.D.T.
On the thirteenth day I started adapting my Nintendo for the VME bus.