But Soft! What light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east and...SHIT! ZOMBIES!
Arise, fair sun, and kill the zombie hordes,
who are already sick and pale with grief.
That thou her maid art far more keen of shot:
Be not, her maid, since she is envious;
Her vestal livery is but sick and green,
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off.


Nah... that one isn't going anywhere.... but this one is;

If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber'd here
While these zombies did appear.
And this awful viral strain,
No more yielding than a brain
Gentles, do not reprehend:
if you pardon, we will mend:
And, as I am an honest Puck,
If we have unearned luck
Now to 'scape the zombie's moan,
We will make amends alone;
Else the Puck a liar call;
So, good night unto you all.
Give me your brains, if we be friends,
And Robin shall restore amends.
--A MidSummer's Night's dream, William Shakespeare

Tags: humor, poetry-filks

--with apologies to Blue Oyster Cult

You see me now a veteran of a dozen browser wars
I've been coding on the edge so long
Where Explorer never goes
but my page is fun to look at
and Firefox is free
but they all use Explorer
I'm not sure if there's anything they can see!

Don't let these shapes go on
It's time we had a <br> from it
Its time for some Alleve
We've been making dancing flames
and its eaten at our brains
Oh, please don't let IE go on.

You ask me why I'm wary, Why I won't use new tools
You dream about Safari
and passing Acid II
But the war’s still going on dear
And there’s no end that I know
And I can’t say we’re ever...
I can’t say if we’re ever gonna to be free

Don't let these shapes go on
It's time we had a <br> from it
Its time for some Alleve
We've been making dancing flames
and its eaten at our brains
Oh, please don't let IE go on.

You see me now a veteran of a dozen browser wars
My energy is spent at last
and the standards are ignored
I have used up all my bandwidth
but Mozilla still is free
Opera is flailing...
Did I hear you say that Netscape's history?

Don't let these shapes go on
It's time we had a <br> from it
<a href="to the rear"/>
Where the tides of madness swell
and leadly slightly to hell
Oh, please don't let IE go on.

Tags: poetry-filks