'Twas the night before Christmas
And all thru the datacenter,
Not a virus was stirring,
Not even a worm.
. . .
And if this Saint Nicolas dude
Tries to break in our cage,
He will be summarily cuffed
And we'll get in a rage.
. . .
So stay away,
Leave us alone.
No contact by email,
Not even
'Twas the Night Before Christmas
- Written by a technical writer working on a
Government contract
'Twas the nocturnal segment of the diurnal period preceding the annual
Yuletide celebration, and throughout the place of residence, kinetic
A Computer Christmas
'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the shop,
The computers were whirring; they never do stop.
The power was on and the temperature right,
In hopes that the input would feed back that night.
The system was ready, the program was coded,
And memory drums had
