Okay. Miranda and I crack ourselves up. If you're not good with the context clues, we both use Macintosh laptops at work.

I shot her an email and then it just became a monster all on its own.

 

iBook. whoa, iBook.
why must you torture my arms?
devil thing. iBook.

power book mantra:
control, apple and power.
i miss my 2c.

little tangerine
i squint and i stare all day
you've made me go blind

titanium macs:
behind that shine and allure,
they're still power books.

oh, sneaky apple.
you lure me in with glitter
I love to hate you.

silence. no alarms,
no alerts or chimes at noon.
the chu toy is off.

covered in stickers
i pretend that you are mine
you're not. thank goodness

i had an iBook.
it fell on the floor and cracked.
Thank god boss missed that...

how i wish i could
move up the apple ladder.
no. stuck with iBook

peanuts azul: blue
hue soothes, circus theme upsets;
those clowns freak me out.

oh wait. how is that
an apple haiku? Did you
mess up the system?

no, my dear. peanuts
azul is my desktop theme.
it's freaky... but blue.

i have wallpaper -
pretty models on the beach.
don't worry - they're boys.

peanuts, all a mess.
letters scattered, icons torn.
defragmentation...

too many icons
spread all over my desktop
Notes, IE, Word. Quark!

windows left open
from programs i don't need; i
can't see my peanuts.

i hope you can not
see your peanuts, or have them!
that wasn't funny.

h-dawg, silly girl,
peanut jokes are not funny
but still make me laugh.

i make-a you laugh.
yo, i have fat underarms.
trackpad kicks mouse ass.

underarms? fat? no!
but yes, the mouse is eville -
carpel tunnel hell.

a hey hey ho ho
i've got the carpo. hey hey
ho ho. Carpo, yo.

yo, copywrituh!
wez writtin' haikus he-uh!
waz wit de ho ho?

i was a makin'
a rap or something there, kid.
you from lawnguyland?

rappy rapperton.
you want italian lovin'?
bobby g's your man!

i think youse don't know.
isn't this about apple?
no one cares, iBook.

i can't stop haiku
from taking over my brain
in five-seven-five...

good thing they pay us
since we're clearly hard workers.
god bless the iBook!


 

The notify thinks in haiku too.

 

 

Ode to Apple
poetry stylin' by Miranda and H
11 July 2001

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