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It was the night before Y2K
And all through the nation
We awaited the bug,
The millennium sensation.

The chips were replaced
In computers with care,
In hopes that ol' bugsy
Would stop there.

While some folks could think
They were snug in their beds
Others had visions
Of dread in their heads.

And Ma with her PC,
And I with my Mac
Had just logged on the net
And kicked back with a snack.

When over the server,
There arose such a clatter
I called Mr. Gates
To see what was the matter.

But he was away,
So I flew like a flash
Off to my bank
To withdraw all my cash.

When what with my
Wandering eyes should i see?
My good ol' Mac
Looked sick to me.

The hack of all hackers
Was looking so smug,
I knew that it must be
The Y2K bug!

His image downloaded
In no time at all,
He whistled and shouted,
"Let all systems fall!

Go Intel! Go Gateway!
Now HP! Big Blue!
Everything Compaq,
And Pentium too!

All processors big,
All processors small,
Crash away! Crash away!
Crash away all!

All the controls
That planes need for their flights
All microwaves, trains
And all traffic lights."

As I drew in my breath
And was turning around,
Out through the modem
He came with a bound.

He was covered with fur
And slung on his back
Was a sackful of viruses
Set for attack.

His eyes how they twinkled!
His dimples how marry!
As midnight approached, though
Things soon became scary.

He had a broad little face
And a round little belly,
And his sack filled with viruses
Quivered like jelly.

He was chubby and plump,
Perpetually grinning,
And I laughed when I saw him,
Though my hard drive stopped spinning.

A wink of his eye,
And a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know
A new feeling of dread.

He spoke not a word,
But went straight to his work,
He changed all the clocks,
Then turned with a jerk.

With a twitch of his nose,
And a quick little wink,
All things electronic
Soon went on the blink.

He zoomed from my system,
To the next folks on line,
He caused such a disruption,
Could this be a sign?

Then I heard him exclaim,
With a loud, hearty cry,
"Happy Y2K to all,
Kiss your PCs good-bye!"