[ Great Mr. Gates, ]

Great Mr. Gates,
How I thank you indeed,
For releasing bloatware
In such a time of need

True, your work is unoriginal,
Yes, so uninspired
But with Microsoft on my side,
I never grow tired.

I do not care about security,
I do not care about my rights,
I want to be a peon,
I want to see you in tights

Whether it be C# or J++
Or Vista or Bob,
Do not leave my side!
You make my heart throb.

I am content in knowing,
That if I move away
Your friend will throw a chair at me,
And surely I will stay

Who needs standardization
And a well defined API?
To hear a man blaspheme like that
Is enough to make one cry!

Mr. Gates, you donate to charity!
How great you must be!
Mr. Gates, I love your application
Of illegally obtained money

Tell me this,
O' wise one,
Shall Redmond
Purchase the sun?

A holy text is needed
A sacred document profound
A divine, prophetic EULA
Shall we be forever bound