I saw a shadow on my wall
Cast by the setting sun
I turned around to see a face
That made me feel dead glum.
“Twas but a man in a very large box
He seemed in a foul mood.
He’d lost his head while logging on
But now it’s been re-glued!
He likes windows and doors as well
He likes his Vista wide.
But Windows Eight is just alright
As his little cat has spied#
She looks in one,she looks in two
She looks in seven and eight
She sees nothing but smoke and flames
Oh,what a nasty fright!
Ronald comes out and sniffs the air
For he is feeling bright.
He’s fixed all his new purchases
He’s set his world to rights.
He nibbles hot jam tarts and beets
He drinks his brandy neat
He daydreams as he sits and smiles
with the striped cat by his feet.