Homer's (the blind man's) poetry as seen by the waiter

"Iliad II"
 

silicon

And her harddrive was humming, hum, hum.

Penciled on paper he did a worksheet

a rough sketch for the Wizards and some

for the Gremlins, to show them his need.

These creatures of within he reckoned

strung wires to the black hole we call Internet

Pulsating at 50,000,000 beats a second,

that's a slow processor someone had said.

Sophia instead of a heart, was having a CPU

pinned into the old motherboard, holding ROM

and RAM and busing information on and to

beyond wildest dreams. The precious material from

what much of her switches were made of pure

cheap sand, silicon from the valley up north.

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  ...Pentium...