Microsoft Haiku

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Those impersonal and unhelpful Microsoft error messages have been replaced with Haiku* poetry messages. So much nicer, don't you think?

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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* 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 are used to communicate a timeless message, often achieving a wistful, yearning, and powerful insight through extreme brevity.
 
What I want to know is: Who is this General Failure guy? And why is he reading MY disk?
 
haiku is a poem
use seventeen syllables
try to say something

once you think of the meaning
you can forget all the words

tick tick tick tick tick
tick tick tick tick tick tick tick
tick tick tick tick tick​
 
Windoze is so bad,
You write poems about it:
Why I love my Mac.

:D:D:D:D:D:D:D

I have to use an XP machine all day at work, and it's so nice to come home to my iMac.
 
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