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Newfangled words around me flow,
Bringing memories of long ago
When a web site was a spiders abode
And internet billowed a prom gown in a
fashionable mode.
Surely cyperspace was Buck Rogers' domain,
While hacking was a persistent cough with pain.
A trip from St. Louis to Memphis was a hard drive,
And a laptop soothed a baby's cry.
Do you suppose an incorrect old typewriter position
Resulted in this WWW.com condition?
It seems these antiquated ideas I must forego,
So I can cope with the latest modernity flow.
