The Ballad of Yahoo! Groups
[with apologies to Dr. Seuss]

When Yahoo bought a pig in a poke,
The clubbers asked, "Is this a joke?!
'Cause we don't want to chat by mail.
If this goes through, we're gonna bail."

"It won't be easy, can't deny,
But", Warren said, "this pig will fly!
It will be great, just wait and see.
You're gonna love our Groups XP!

"We'll give you albums for your pics,
And teach the Home page lots of tricks.
You'll have a way to take a poll.
(To see what's new, you'll have to scroll.)

"The Chat team needs to do some work.
(They'll add more smileys as a perk.)
Their applet doesn't realize
When someone's screen's a diff'rent size.

"But we don't need no stinking frames,
'Cause we won't play those browser games.
A table scheme will work as well
(At least, that's what the textbooks tell)."

So now it's been almost a year,
Yet still they say, "The end is near".
But they won't ever set a date,
So none of us can say, "They're late".

And so we wait with bated breath
To see if this will be the death
Of all the clubs with higher goals,
When deluged by a flood of trolls.

Oh we were happy with a thread
That took us to what had been said.
We only asked for simple things,
We never wanted pigs with wings.


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