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Haiku error messages
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Computer error messages as haiku poetry.

Three things are certain: Death, taxes, and lost data. Guess which has occurred.	Everything is gone; All your work has been destroyed. Squeeze trigger (yes/no)?	Windows NT crashed. I am the Blue Screen of Death. No one hears your screams.
Seeing my great fault Through darkening blue windows I begin again.	The code was willing, It considered your request, But the chips were weak.	Printer not ready. Could be a fatal error. Have a pen handy?
A file that big? It might be very useful. But now it is gone.	Errors have occurred. We won't tell you where or why. Lazy programmers.	Server's poor response Not quick enough for browser. Timed out, plum blossom.
Chaos reigns within. Reflect, repent, and reboot. Order shall return.	Login incorrect. Only perfect spellers may enter this system.	This site has been moved. We'd tell you where, but then we'd have to delete you.
Wind catches lily scatt'ring petals to the wind: segmentation fault	ABORTED effort: Save and close all that you have. You ask way too much.	First snow, then silence. This thousand dollar screen dies so beautifully.
With searching comes loss and the presence of absence: "My Novel" not found.	The Tao that is seen Is not the true Tao, until You bring fresh toner.	The Web site you seek cannot be located but endless others exist.
Stay the patient course Of little worth is your ire The network is down.	A crash reduces your expensive computer to a simple stone.	There is a chasm of carbon and silicon the software can't bridge.
Yesterday it worked Today it is not working Windows is like that.	To have no errors Would be life without meaning No struggle, no joy.	You step in the stream, but the water has moved on. This page is not here.
Out of memory. We wish to hold the whole sky, But we never will.	Having been erased, The document you're seeking Must now be retyped.	The ten thousand things How long do any persist? Netscape, too, has gone.
Rather than a beep Or a rude error message, These words: "File not found."	Serious error. All shortcuts have disappeared Screen. Mind. Both are blank.