’ Twas the day before Macworld , and all through the nets Not aweblogwassilent , theywere all takingbets ; The photos were taken of post-horse afar , In hopes that St. Jobs ’ clobber would intelligibly show thar .
The faithful were quick , benumbed in their rest home , With thoughts of Mac tablets a - dance in their domes ; As Phil with his keyboard , and Steve with his speech sound , Prepared to present and to cast off us a bone , But out on the entanglement sites there was such a clatter , I surfboard to them all , to read up on their patter .
get Tuesday , to Expo I course in a sprint , A pause I did make just to get me some hard cash . The moon on the point of the other Mac nuts Was a house of how early we ’d all will our huts .
We stargaze of new hardware , Modern software package , new gear , NewiWork , newiLife , The Beatles(big cheerfulness ! ) , More movies , an iPhone , an iTV too , And Leopard a - growl to makeRedmondgo “ Ooooh ! ” And one more matter too , but what could that be ? Not even the journalist were privy to see .
We wait a - flutter like pilgrim so reliable , As we shuffled our infantry and dream of the novel , We stood out on line , in the nerveless morning air , know soon , very shortly , Mr. Jobs would be there .
Then what to our enquire eye should appear , But a brilliant limo whose intent was clear , With a little honest-to-goodness machine driver , and a gentleman in the back , We all jazz in our spirit that he ’d be dressed in black . More rapid than eagle , his people they come , And he whistled , sweet-talk , and he called them by name ;
“ NowPeter ! Now , Sina ! Now , Ronand nowTimothy ! On , Philip ! OnDonald ! On , BertrandandTony ! To the top of the hall ! To the front of the stage ! Come , travel rapidly , run to me , we’veCESto upstage ! ”
To all of the pilgrims who ’d fly on longsighted flights , Happy Expo to all , and to all a good night .
