'Twas the night before 2K,

And all through the nation

We'd soon see the bug that

Caused such a sensation.



The chips were replaced

In computers with care,

In hopes that ol' Bugsy

Wouldn't 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 Mister 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.



Then word of the shortage,

Caused such a demand

That the money was gone,

And the streets were all jammed.



When what with my wandering eyes

Should I see on my screen

But Millennium Bugsy,

This must be a dream!.



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 Compac,

And Pentium too!



All processors big,

All processors small,

Crash away! Crash away!

Crash away all!"



All the controls

That make the planes fly

All microwaves,

And all traffic lights.



All through the system,

To me, and to you.

The predictions they made

Would soon all come true.



And then came a twinkling,

As midnight drew near,

All over the globe

In each hemisphere.



As I drew in my breath

And was turning around,

Out through the modem,

He came with a bound.



He was covered with fur.

With six legs outspread,

Two beady eyes,

And a chip on his head.



With a sack full of virus,

Flung on his back.

He looked like a hacker,

Just waiting to hack.



His eyes - how they twinkled!

HIs dimples - how merry!

As midnight approached, though

Things soon became scary.



His droll little mouth was

Drawn up in a sneer,

While he sat like a kid

Waiting out the new year.



Two little antenna

Stuck out of his head,

(Improved his reception

>From what I've heard said.)



He had a broad face,

And a round little belly,

But with six dirty socks,

His feet were quite smelly.



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 cheer,

"This has been fun,

And I'll see you next year!"