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MICROSOFT HAIKU
In Japan, they have replaced the impersonal Microsoft error
messages with Haiku poetry messages. Haiku Poetry has strict
construction rules: Each poem has only 17 Syllables - 5 syllables in the
first line, 7 in the second, 5 in the third. They often achieve a
wistful, yearning, and powerful insight through extreme brevity.
Aren't these better than "your computer has performed an
illegal operation?"
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The Web site you seek
Cannot be located, but
Countless more exist.
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Chaos reigns within.
Reflect, repent, and reboot.
Order shall return.
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Program aborting.
Close all that you have worked on.
You ask far too much.
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Windows NT crashed.
I am the Blue Screen of Death.
No one hears your screams.
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Yesterday it worked.
Today it is not working.
Windows is like that.
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Your file was so big.
It might be very useful.
But now it is gone.
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Stay the patient course.
Of little worth is your ire.
The network is down.
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A crash reduces
Your expensive computer
To a simple stone.
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Three things are certain:
Death, taxes and lost data.
Guess which has occurred.
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You step in the stream,
But the water has moved on.
This page is not here.
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Out of memory.
We wish to hold the whole sky,
But we never will.
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Having been erased,
The document you're seeking
Must now be retyped.
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Serious error.
All shortcuts have disappeared.
Screen. Mind. Both are blank.
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I ate your Web page.
Forgive me; it was tasty
And tart on my tongue.
In Japan, they have replaced the impersonal Microsoft error
messages with Haiku poetry messages. Haiku Poetry has strict
construction rules: Each poem has only 17 Syllables - 5 syllables in the
first line, 7 in the second, 5 in the third. They often achieve a
wistful, yearning, and powerful insight through extreme brevity.
Aren't these better than "your computer has performed an
illegal operation?"
------------------------------------------------------
The Web site you seek
Cannot be located, but
Countless more exist.
-------------------- ------------------------
Chaos reigns within.
Reflect, repent, and reboot.
Order shall return.
--------------------------------------------
Program aborting.
Close all that you have worked on.
You ask far too much.
--------------------------------------------
Windows NT crashed.
I am the Blue Screen of Death.
No one hears your screams.
--------------------------------------------
Yesterday it worked.
Today it is not working.
Windows is like that.
--------------------------------------------
Your file was so big.
It might be very useful.
But now it is gone.
--------------------------------------------
Stay the patient course.
Of little worth is your ire.
The network is down.
----------------------------- ---------------
A crash reduces
Your expensive computer
To a simple stone.
--------------------------------------------
Three things are certain:
Death, taxes and lost data.
Guess which has occurred.
--------------------------------------------
You step in the stream,
But the water has moved on.
This page is not here.
--------------------------------------------
Out of memory.
We wish to hold the whole sky,
But we never will.
--------------------------------------------
Having been erased,
The document you're seeking
Must now be retyped.
--------------------------------------------
Serious error.
All shortcuts have disappeared.
Screen. Mind. Both are blank.
--------------------------------------------
I ate your Web page.
Forgive me; it was tasty
And tart on my tongue.
