My virus and I,
My virus and I,
We feinted and fought 'cross a virtual sky, But
comes a time to say goodbye; Whack-a-mole, Whack-a-mole, Die Die Die!
I found a way to get rid of my virus, so I can use my new machine again!
Yay!
(Life is made of little conquests).My response to his email (please note quick turnaround is the key to success! :) ) :
Night
Raider, O' Night Raider...
Darth
Vader of the night...
beware for
lay no trust on viruses
for many a
kind that lurk unbeknownst thee
for might
they take a respite for a while, but all the same
return
with a vengeance to challenge thy fame...
Dip a chip in the dark hole (microsoft) of viruses wary eyed...
rest
assured for it will be fried..
for it
will be fried!
Get off your (compensation) workbench, and rest awhile
for all you know before the sun glows
your machine would be gawk'o'mole,
mind you O great Lord - It'll be gawk'o'mole'
splattered across the skies of the night...
Alas! It'll be gawk'o'mole across the skies
Burning bright...
for it will be fried!
