She's Actually 8 (poem)

I found her at the shop,
she even has a name.
E-Vectra is running Linux now,
almost had a cow on XP.
From time to time I shut down
Firefox to bring me memory,
to ease the CPU clock,
God I almost wish it would talk
to me, seems like eternity
to get control back from MPlayer.

She's only four, but she's fibbed
on her birthdate - she's actually eight.
David and Bill's team made her
what she is today, 256 megabytes,
20 gigabytes of hard drive space,
P-3 Celeron, Ethernet, all the peripherals,
even USB running at 900 Megahertz.


I found her at the shop,
she even has a name.
E-Vectra is running Linux now,
no longer running slow on XP.
From time to time I shut down
Firefox to bring me memory,
to ease the CPU clock,
God I almost wish it would talk
to me, seems like eternity
to get control back from Privoxy.

I found her at the shop,
she even has a name.
E-Vectra is running Linux now,
no longer running slow on XP.
From time to time I shut down
Firefox to bring me memory,
to ease the CPU clock,
God I almost wish it would talk
to me, seems like eternity
to get control back from God-knows-what.