Amidst the false claims of treason
That go beyond all real reason
Comes an omen too horrible to think on
Too terrible for anyone  to imagine

Out of the crazy cyber world,
Comes the most important test
The greatest single threat we have had to face
Since w took office

(And the end of the human race)
The end of all life's amity
The end of all love and hate and ennui
The end of daytime tv

There comes a harm in this new tech world
They call the Conficker Worm
And it'll be the ruin of many a good blogger
And God, we must kill that germ

We rued about the millenium bug
We would all lose assets pro rata
While all of it worked for 99 and 98
Three zeros would destroy all the data 

The risks we face are not unheard of
We once rued the loss of our entire planet
The biggest risk that I shall face
Is the loss of my Britney of granite

I got one of my hands on the keyboard
The other is on my gun
The former is the door to the universe
The latter is the only source of my fun

They say that god created this entire world
He breathed life into trees and flowers and human beings
He created birds of flight and and day and night
And all sorts of creepy crawly things

Man has created mechanical birds in the sky
He has made great machines that travel the sea
But some idiot has created in his own basement
The  worm that will be the end of you and me

I could lose my 19 incher
I could really be in a bind
I could lose my tapes and vcr
I'm all ready losing my mind

So mothers, tell your children
Not to do what we have done
Cyber space is for the biggest sinners
And God I know I'm one.

WHAT? WHAT!!!