Y2K bug

Drifting in to town

With no gun to shoot

a creepy unknow villian

dusts off the boots

Some pretend hes not coming

Others prepare for harms way

The rest to dumb to recognize

A bug called y2k

Like a oversized magnet

Attention draws to him

Computers tremble in fear

A remedy is dim

Ready to set them back

A hundred years in time

Posses cant hang em

To pay for this crime

He can knock out technology

Send us back to telegraphs

Programmers all work frantically

He just sits back and laughs

No one can seem to stop him

He will arrive new years day

Fireworks will give him cover

As the villian rides away

Stephen Boan

Written 12/27/1999