Computer Speak Poem by Eric Bult

The many whiles and whims of their presence
Upon our desks and in our pockets too
Include such interplay no common sense
Should countenance if each to each is true.
Included with the marvels they provide
Is access secretly to sites wherein
Great danger lies in wait for those who hide
Their guilty secrets from their own brethren.
Thus once released into all cyberspace
Communication seems to me just that:
It cannot be erased or changed to grace
Its origin, as we might change a hat.

However clever they who cheat may be
Their guilty secrets thus exposed they'll see,