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> Article 20898 of comp.sys.apple:
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> From: edward@pro-harvest.cts.com (Edward Floden)
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> Subject: A Visit from St. Woz, 1989
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> Date: 17 Dec 89 06:39:58 GMT
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> A VISIT FROM SAINT WOZ
> by Marty Knight
>
>
> 'Twas the night before Christmas, no sounds through the house,
> the printer's not buzzing; no clicking of mouse.
> The floppies are stored in their cases with care
> in hopes that St. Wozniak soon will be there.
> The children are nestled, all snug in their beds,
> while TransWarp GS's dance in their heads.
> I need 3 more megs, but RAM costs a mint.
> I'm nodding off waiting for my printer to print.
> When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
> I woke with a start shouting, "NOW WHAT'S THE MATTER?"
> Awakened from slumber I jumped up to look,
> tripped over the dog and knocked over my books.
> The moon shining onto the new fallen snow
> made a 640-pallette with objects below.
> When what to my poor bloodshot eyes should appear
> but SHR graphics (and stereo sound for my ears!)
> waving Jim Merritt's brand new GSOS,
> I knew right away that it must be Saint Woz.
> More rapid than TransWarp, the menus they came.
> He clicked and he dragged and he called them by name.
> "Now Pulldowns, now Buttons, now Dialogs, too.
> On Finder, Go Claris, Forever Apple II!
> Increase AII marketing--at Barney don't scoff!
> Quit pushing the Mac or I'll lay you all off!
> You know lame excuses make customers sad;
> pushing Macs in the schools make Apple II users mad."
> So up to the housetop his menus they flew
> with AWGS, HyperStudio, and Saint Wozniak, too.
> I listened intently with my two little ears
> to Jam Session GS spreading holiday cheer.
> As I was scratching my head and was turning around
> down the chimney Saint Wozniak came with a bound.
> He wore sneakers, a cap, t-shirt, and blue jeans
> stained with cream soda just under the knees.
> A sack of new software he had slung on his back
> and he looked like a hacker there searching his pack.
> His eyes twinkled brightly, his dimples so merry,
> his cheeks like twin apples, his nose like a cherry.
> His droll little mouth smiled a smile oh so grand,
> a full bearded chin, stacks of disks in his hands.
> A thick slice of pizza he held tight with his teeth
> while the steam from it circled his head like a wreath.
> A plump little face and a round little belly;
> he laughed and it shook like a bowl full of jelly.
> He was chubby and plump; a right jolly old elf.
> I laughed when I saw him, for he resembled myself.
> He winked his right eye and he twisted his head,
> so I knew deep inside I had nothing to dread.
> He said not a word, just went right to work.
> He hacked and he and programmed, then he turned with a jerk.
> Then placing his finger on top of that mess,
> and then giving a nod, software for the GS!
> He leaped to his sleigh as it rose from the ground,
> up into the sky, and when he turned 'round
> I heard him exclaim, 'ere he flew out of sight,
> "Apple II Forever, and to all a good night!"
>
> [Marty Knight is an AFL on America Online.]
>
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