Remember when…

A computer was something on TV
from a science fiction show of note
and windows were something you hated to clean
and ram, the cousin of a goat.

Meg was the name of my girlfriend
and a gig was a job for the night
now they all mean different things
and that really mega bytes

An application was for employment
a program was a TV show
a cursor used profanity
a keyboard was a piano.

Memory was something that you lost with age
a CD was a bank account
and if you had a 3 1/2″ floppy
you hoped nobody ever found out.

Compress was something you did to the garbage
not something you did to a file
and if you unzipped anything in public
you’d be in jail for a while.

Log on meant adding wood to the fire
hard drive, a long trip on the road
a mouse pad was where a mouse would hang out
and a backup happened to your commode.

Cut, you did with a pocket knife
paste, you did with glue
the web was just the spider’s home
and a virus meant the flu.

I guess I’ll stick to my pad and paper
and the memory in my head
I hear no one’s been killed in a computer crash yet
but when it happens, they’ll wish they were dead.

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