In May 2002, I was doing some hard disk maintenance and deleted some of my less inspired stuff. In this context there were a few poems that I posted to CIX many years ago. Well, maybe not such a few!
I found the following ode in a file dated April 9, 1994, reprinted here verbatim. I have no idea now who was the author, DaveP.
My contemporaneous (or fairly contemporaneous) note reads:
I don't think this poem has a title. It was downloaded from CIX, and it's obviously a piss take of Yours Truly.
I have no idea what the carat C in the last line means.
August 28, 2010
ABaron had a PeeCee,
ABaron had a curse,
ABaron wrote a program
To write a lot of verse.
ABaron's cyber-Pegasus
Went promptly into flight,
And found some fine poetic themes
To set the world alight.
It found that a love is good or bad;
And cardboard cities smell;
And people can be nasty
In cinemas as well;
And loneliness is not much fun
When New Year's clarion rings;
And ripples can remind you
Of impermanence and things.
The harmless Loch Ness monster
Could not escape its song -
AB's poetic PeeCee
Went on, and on, and on.
"Oh do not patronise!" it cried
"And do not humour me..."
To all the little Cixen
Who longed for ^C!
[Sorry... DaveP.] by Ariadne