On the eve of the 15th,
when all thru the house,
not a creature was stirring,
not even an intelligent fixture,
The web servers were all snug in their racks,
with visions of upgrades soon to be stacked,
when one little webmaster crept down the stairs,
to check his email so he could relax,
When what to his wondering eyes should appear,
but a hundred free megs of storage from Yahoo,
Ten megs of attachments, there was nothing to fear,
for Yahoo had upgraded everyones account,
in hopes of trumping Gmail, soonest announced,
Smiling and sated, the webmaster turned,
and with a contented sigh, went off into the night,
for the days of weeding out precious emails to simply have space,
was gone forever, thanks to Google and Yahoo's latest fight.
PS: credits to the author of The Night before Christmas, and please forgive any lapses of the rhymn scheme :?
when all thru the house,
not a creature was stirring,
not even an intelligent fixture,
The web servers were all snug in their racks,
with visions of upgrades soon to be stacked,
when one little webmaster crept down the stairs,
to check his email so he could relax,
When what to his wondering eyes should appear,
but a hundred free megs of storage from Yahoo,
Ten megs of attachments, there was nothing to fear,
for Yahoo had upgraded everyones account,
in hopes of trumping Gmail, soonest announced,
Smiling and sated, the webmaster turned,
and with a contented sigh, went off into the night,
for the days of weeding out precious emails to simply have space,
was gone forever, thanks to Google and Yahoo's latest fight.
PS: credits to the author of The Night before Christmas, and please forgive any lapses of the rhymn scheme :?