Twas the week before Christmas, and all through the house
You could hear me beating the computer with the mouse.
The disk was hung up in the disk drive with care,
And, needless to say, I nearly pulled out my hair.
I gave up for that night, got ready for bed,
And wondered, "Should I just buy cards instead?"
Mama and daddy had just hit the hay,
So I told them good night, and went on my way.