Today, at work, I answered an emailed support request from a client. The issue she was facing had gone on through several emails to that point, and each time the client had given her response in doggerel verse.
I sent her back an unsophisticated 18-line poem, which included specific troubleshooting guidance for her problem. An excerpt follows.
A savvy user just recalls computing's rules three:-Do not go to the sort of sites your mother wouldn't favour
-Do not download from parts unknown: on this, never waver
-Eschew the dreaded peer-to-peer, it's parlous for the new
I do these things myself, you know, and troubles I have? Few.
It's a pretty good job.
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I like this. How about...It
I like this. How about...It takes very little to coaxa newbie to forward a hoaxBefore sending emailsjust check out the details -and please don't send forwarded jokes.
Much better than my effort.
Much better than my effort. Now, how about a sonnet?
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