I'm dying a virtual death
no longer sailing on the seas of cyber
no more grappling with my foes
no longer putting in at friendly ports
to clean my dirty toes
I'm hanging up my skull and crossbones
and tossing away my keyboard sword
switching off my sailing ship computer
...strangling my poetic word
Captain Y2K...he got me
He pursued my cyber ship
His cannons...they bore down
and fired their deadly rounds
My cyber ship took a direct hit and dipped
It went straight to the bottom
of the tumultuous seas of cyber
No longer will it virtually float
cuz as of January first
it floundered
