The Deviltry of Old NIC

[temperance14]

or a Laptop Rondelet**

My network card is not immortal!
Despite my prayers to techno gods
My network card is not immortal!
Barred from LJ's Perly portal

Unholy priest of IT prods
"It's ancient crap!" he sneers and nods,

"Your network card is not immortal!"

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**Rondelet is one of the shortest of the French refrain forms

And no, obviously I'm not totally barred from LJ, you picky twerps.

I need to try a Triolet. Or really send up prayers to the gods with a kyrielle, when we add the wifi adapter.

Comments

I suggest something akin to the following.

[kelsied.livejournal.com]

My network card is not immortal, I cry!
I can hardly contain my dismay.
Though I phoned tech support, I've receieved no reply,
My network card is not immortal. I cry!
Then I press random keys, as the seconds tick by,
And my hair and mood both start to fray.
My network card is not immortal, I cry!
I can hardly contain my dismay.

Or perhaps something like this.

[kelsied.livejournal.com]

I pray to thee, computing gods
That you compell the shifting odds
'Fore my computer's die is cast.
Let not this hardware failure last.

I sacrifice to thee a check
In one last gesture; what the heck?
You can't be worse than tech guys past.
Let not this hardware failure last.

I bravely venture forth a shrug,
Give my computer one last hug,
And send it forth -- my love is vast.
Let not this hardware failure last.

I sit here now, afraid to see
What fate befell my Mac II-E,
Preparing, lest I be aghast.
Let not this hardware failure last.

And a rictameter, for good measure

[kelsied.livejournal.com]

Network
card failure is
the worst. It's like if you
mixed peanut butter and sand in
a bowl. Even sprinkles can't make it good.
I want a magic wand
to repair my
network.

Oooh, and a villanelle, because I can.

[kelsied.livejournal.com]

My network card has gone to hell,
And left me here alone and sad.
It's gone now, but it served me well.

I wish that there was more to tell,
There's little hope when parts go bad.
My network card has gone to hell.

I kneel in prayer and ring a knell
for my computer, all I had.
It's gone now, but it served me well.

It needs the prayers, my erstwhile Dell
For leaving me, that soulless cad.
My network card has gone to hell.

And yet I grieve, emotions swell
like tides of fashion, turned to fad.
It's gone now, but it served me well.

I hoped this poem would somehow gel
my thoughts; perhaps it did, a tad.
My network card has gone to hell.
It's gone now, but it served me well.

What's a challenge without a limerick?

[kelsied.livejournal.com]

There once was a network card busted,
though the woman who owned it had trusted
the card to hold up to
the websites she schtupped to,
at which point she stood up and cussed it.

And a rondelle, to round things out.

[kelsied.livejournal.com]

My network card
Failed, leaving me adrift, and
My network card
had never failed quite so hard
before. I wondered if my hand
alone caused it to make its stand.
My network card.

Ooops, that was a rondelet.

[kelsied.livejournal.com]

Rondel(le) tomorrow. Obviously I am too sleepy to differentiate perfectly obvious things.

A real Rondelle, of my love for you

[kelsied.livejournal.com]

My network card has ceased to operate.
I wish that I could use the internet.
Though wishing seems a sad and soppy fate,
I find I cannot make myself relent.

And now I mourn; with whom shall I relate,
And argue with, on things I find cogent?
My network card has ceased to operate.
I wish that I could use the internet.

Do others, like myself, just sit and wait,
immobilized by loss of instrument
to surf the net? I swear, I nearly went
to bed; I'm bored, and now the hour is late.
My network card has ceased to operate.

Re: What's a challenge without a limerick?

[witless-nerd.livejournal.com]

So the woman wrote in her journal,
about this network device infernal,
the challenge was started,
so everyone then barded,
and the lines of verse written eternal.

[kelsied.livejournal.com]

Okay, I think I'm calling it a night, for now. More later, if I think of it.

Found haiku

[kelsied.livejournal.com]

obviously I'm
not totally barred from Ell-
Jay, you picky twerps