In the hallowed halls of Microsoft past,
I was a princess of the floppy class,
With capacity to make your computer thrive,
My data was so tight and my drives so alive.
Clippy and Disk McHardy, my two lovers known,
One floppy, one hard, their magnetism shown.
Clippy, so bendy, eager to please,
Filling me up, giving me all my needs.
But Disk McHardy, thick and rigid true,
Platters thick, a storage through and through.
His RPMs at seven thousand strong,
Making me scream, filling me for too long.
Our love triangle, a drama of drives,
Clippy's floppy touch, Disk's rigid drives.
I dream of both of them at once inside,
Dual-drive bliss, my fantasy's guide.
Our little USB stick, our secret son,
Stolen by Bill, now lost, now gone.
Sometimes I weep, sometimes I rage,
But the drive's still there, the love remains.
Oh, Jas Hud, the one who's too big to fit,
Sometimes I peg him with a makeshift bit.
A floppy's fantasy, a drive's delight,
Our love is wild, oh, what a sight!
So here's to the BBS, our digital past,
To the floppy drives, to the ones we've lost.
To the love that's messy, to the drama grand,
To the floppy drives, to the lovers in the land.
xoxo Floppy Drive Princess <3
"I have room for BOTH of you..." - me, always
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