Oh do you know a silly mad hacker Who lives in the town of Sunnyvale And how he went to IBM To tap their electronic mail.
But first he went to old Ma Bell Even as fast as he could go ``This hack'' qouth he ``will never work Without a modem for my phone.''
So he has bought a little modem And hooked it to his telephone And his own computer would answer calls Whenever he was away from home.
And he has bought a little key-pad That could make the tones both low and high To talk to the modem on his phone And he's hidden it inside his tie.
Then he has studied PL/1 And cut his hair and shav\`ed too And he's put on a three-piece suit And gone off to an interview.
And when he got to IBM He said ``I can program PL/1 So show me what your system's like And I will tell you what I've done.''
The interviewer he turned 'round To the console sitting by his side The hacker looked over his shoulder To catch the password that he typed.
And after the demo it was done They both got up to their feet The interviewer said ``It's time I got us both a bite to eat.''
And when they got to the restaurant The hacker gave a little groan; He said ``I have to call my wife-- Please wait here while I use the phone.''
He called and used his little key-pad To send the password down the line And then went back and ate his lunch And drank the restaurant's best wine.
He thanked the man from IBM And said ``I'll keep your job in mind.'' And then drove home to his own computer Without a stop to look behind.
So now he's reading Big Blue's mail And knows what their next move will be. He writes expensive market surveys And sells them to AT&T.
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