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![]() ![]() Y2K Bug
by
Roy E. Lovelace
![]() The Y2K bug came into my house
at first I thought the intruder was a mouse.
![]() But things started happenin' that wasn't quite right
That'd make an old guy like me kinda get uptight.
![]() The oven turned on all by itself
and a bag of flour bounced off the shelf.
![]() The mixin' bowl found its way to the counter with ease
the bread pan was there too and it was already greased.
![]() The flour, milk and shortenin' were mixed up in a snap
in a couple more winks the biscuits were cut out.
![]() On the pan, into the oven, the biscuits started to brown
and suddenly I was aware of a real familiar sound.
![]() My skillet on the range on the right front eye
two eggs in the skillet were startin' to fry.
![]() Then bacon popped out of the microwave real neat
it musta been the kind you just heat and eat.
![]() When it was all on the table it was really some spread
and a funny lookin' knife was puttin' butter on the bread.
![]() I was about to eat, then thought I'd better wait
just then a glob of jelly plopped down on my plate.
![]() Then the coffee was poured til it filled my cup
and I knew that was the signal for me to eat up.
![]() Then I ate all this breakfast on New year's Day
that was prepared by a bug called Y2K.
![]() So think it over folks, you don't need to think twice
the Y2K Bug is much better than mice.
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