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03/09/2002 Entry: "To Her Coy MailServer"

To Her Coy Mail Server
(with apologies to Andrew Marvell, who's really much better at this sort of stuff)

Had I but world enough, and time,
This email coyness were no crime.
I should sit down and think of a way
To make you transmit that which I say.
Alas, to the clouds of email heaven
You've been gone. Since the stroke of seven.
Since early this morning I complain
And yet does the network error reign.
Think: any ISP chould I choose.
And yet, you continue to refuse!
My silicon empire ought to grow
Faster than thought, and yet: you're slow!
A hundred nanos should email take
Before I start my game of Quake.

The Trash's a fine and private place,
But not for email, which longs to race.
Thus, though I cannot make the Sun
Reboot, yet still, I ask you: run!

Replies: add your comment: currently 6 comments

I am occasionally overwhelmed by my need to give you a big hug.

Posted by Arielle @ 03/10/2002 03:19 PM EST

Marvelous, Moon, just marvelous.

Posted by Father Moon @ 03/10/2002 10:35 PM EST

I had to link to this, I love it. Thank you!

Posted by Darkmoon @ 03/11/2002 01:21 AM EST

What Arielle said, but creepier.

Posted by AJ @ 03/11/2002 06:58 AM EST

Had I but world enough, and time... I'd come to Otakon and thank you in person for writing this.

Posted by BigBigTruck @ 03/11/2002 09:05 AM EST

I feel the same as Arielle, too.
LOL
You sound like you have MY server. I know exactly how you feel.... -_-'

Posted by Wolf @ 03/11/2002 12:06 PM EST