While digging around in some very old files, I found this, and since
everyone can use a smile sometimes, I thought I'd pass this along.
Especially for those of you who used to use an Apple II/E.
Gene
Apple Pie (Sung To Tune Of American Pie)
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Copyright (c) 1993 by Steven Weyhrich
With Profuse Apologies To Don McLean
Apple Pie
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A long, long time ago,
I can still remember how those programs
Used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance,
That I could make those users dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while.
November breezes made me shiver
With every upload I'd deliver
Bad news on the desktop
I couldn't make the text stop.
I can't remember if I cried
When I read about our faltered pride
But something touched me deep inside
The day the IIe died.
So, bye, bye to my Apple II pie
Hooked my RamFAST to the SCSI
But the SCSI was fried
And hackin' boys drank Mountain Dew and sighed,
Typin' "This'll be the day that I die.
This'll be the day that I die."
Do you know your Apple's core?
Do you have faith in Woz's lore
If the Red Book tells you so?
Do you believe in ROR and ROL
Can BASIC save your mortal soul
And can you tell me why Pascal runs so slow?
Well, I know you love that Lisa hack
'Cause I saw you mousin' in the back
Well, MacWrite was big news
But AppleWorks got great reviews, oooh
I was a twenty-something computer fan
With a loaned assembler and some program plans
But I knew I'd be just an "also-ran"
The day the IIe died.
I started singin'
Bye, bye to my Apple II pie
Hooked my RamFAST to the SCSI
But the SCSI was fried
And hackin' boys drank Cola Jolt and sighed,
Typin' "This'll be the day that I die.
This'll be the day that I die."
Now for twelve years we've been on our own
The software comes on my telephone
But that's not how it used to be
When ol' Steve Jobs planned a brand new box
With designs he borrowed from Xerox
And the cash, well it came from you and me
Oh, and while our Woz was looking down
Steve Jobs stole his designer's crown
The /// plan was adjourned
No money was returned
And while Wagner wrote "Assembly Lines"
We liked our BASIC programs fine
And most thought ProDOS was devine
The day the IIe died.
We were singin'
Bye, bye to my Apple II pie
Hooked my RamFAST to the SCSI
But the SCSI was fried
And hackin' boys drank Dr. Pepper and sighed,
Typin' "This'll be the day that I die.
This'll be the day that I die."
HUFFIN, PUFFIN, move files with MUFFIN
Single drive, lots of disks I'm stuffin'
Eight piles high, and fadin' fast...
With Macs out landing in the grass
The Pirates tried for a forward pass
Moving IIe to the sidelines, in a cast
Now, the IIc Fair was sweet perfume
And "Forever!" was our marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance
'Cause the Mac-heads tried to take the field
Our Apple II's refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the IIe died?
We started singin'
Bye, bye to my Apple II pie
Hooked my RamFAST to the SCSI
But the SCSI was fried
And hackin' boys drank Diet Pepsi and sighed,
Typin' "This'll be the day that I die.
This'll be the day that I die."
And there we were all in one place
An online conference lost in space
With no bucks left to start again
So come on, Tom be nimble, Tom be quick
Uncle-DOS made all our Apples tick
'Cause Merlin is the hacker's only friend
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No one that I could tell
Could break that Sculley's spell
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Sculley laughing with delight
The day the IIe died
He was singin'
Bye, bye to my Apple II pie
Hooked my RamFAST to the SCSI
But the SCSI was fried
And hackin' boys drank lemon tea and sighed,
Typin' "This'll be the day that I die.
This'll be the day that I die."
I met a girl who sang of Blues
And I asked her for some Apple news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went to the computer store
Where I'd seen the Apple years before
But the man there said the IIe couldn't play
And in the schools the children screamed
The teachers cried and the hackers dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The disk drives all were broken
And the news mags that I'd liked the most
Softalk, inCider -- were all toast
They'd grabbed the last train for the coast
The day the IIe died
And they were singin'
Bye, bye to my Apple II pie
Hooked my RamFAST to the SCSI
But the SCSI was fried
And hackin' boys drank Snapple soda and cried,
Saying, "This'll be the day that I die.
This'll be the day that I die."
They were singin'
Bye, bye to my Apple II pie
Hooked my RamFAST to the SCSI
But the SCSI was fried
And hackin' boys drank Snapple soda and cried,
Saying, "This'll be the day that I die.
This'll be the day that I die."
