Y2 Triple 000 Compliant

By Bronco T

( Wrote this in December 1999 when all the silliness happened)

You know I find myself wonderin’ what the fuss is all about,
What’s makin’ them computer fellers cuss mumble an shout.

It seems they’s a problem ‘bout timin’ or such,
An’ in year 2 triple aught they say we’ll be sufferin’ much.

Why jest the other day, as I traipsed through the mall,
I heered a young feller, ‘bout ready ta bawl.

He says ta me, “Mister, is your PC compliant,
Are ya prepared fer the fall, are ya computer reliant ?

Well I scratched my head, right under my hat,
Tryin’ ta figure out, why he was talkin’ like that.

I says ta ‘im, “Well I’m not sure what ya mean,
But if yer referin’ ta that confounded, high priced addin’ machine.

“We’ll git along fine, in 2 triple aught,
‘Cause we’re still illiterate, an’ compliant we’re not.”

“‘Cause ya see we don’t care. If y’alls timin’ is bad,
If they all quit ta runnin’, we wouldn’t be sad.”

“For we still remember, how ta grow our own food,
So we just don’t give a darn, and I don’t mean ta be rude.”

“But when you’re still a fussin’, with them infernal addin’ machines,
I’ll be at home eatin’ sow belly and beans.”

“So you try ta remember, them machines won’t fill your belly,
And that wire glass and plastic, is shore nuff tasteless and smelly.”

“You’re askin’ me if, I’m Y 2 triple aught compliant,
Well I’ll tell ya this much, nope I’m technol’gy defiant.”

“And if the power throws a fit, I’ll fire up a candle,
And I’ll raise my water, with a pump with a handle.”

“If my gas guzzler drys up, I can still ride a horse,
And if it’s too far ta town, I’ll stay home with the cattle.”

“‘Cause you’re too young ta remember, but I’ll tell ya this son,
Livin’ without modern convenience shore used ta be fun.”

“Yeh, I’m computer illiterate, not Y2 triple aught compliant,
I’m just an old codger, that’s technol’gy defiant.”