I am incredibly pleased to find
One who is so strong of mind
Who won’t use a keyboard or a mouse
And doesn’t have a computer in the house
What’s wrong with traditional writing skills
You get pleasure from manually paying your bills
If computers are all you can use then
You will not recall how to use your pen
I will tell you a tale from long, long ago
As this isn’t a new issue, you know
In Sumeria in the reign of Asherhods
At a time when all men talked to Gods
They learnt to chip on stone and hey
Writing was invented that very day
With chisel and hammer they honed their craft
If you couldn’t chisel you were quite daft
In cuneiform they’d communicate
Chipping essays and poems on their stone slate
But if you were commuting to Stone Henge
Lugging rocks in your luggage was a big challenge
So innovation became the talk of the day
And someone discovered the new i-Clay
Then one day an Egyptian from Buxordobs
Whose name was Horus AmetobGobs
Who loved to create clever inventions
Decided to relieve them of all their tensions
While he was sitting on a camel bus
He came up with the idea of papyrus
No need to carry around lumps of clay
With pen and ink you can have your say.
This is bad said the mothers of Buxordobs
Who does he think he is – Steven Jobs?
Our kids – their brains will melt away
If they lose their skill of chiselling clay
They will spend all day playing with the pen
Coming back for a milkshake now and then
Does he think that we are silly old fools
They should ban these things from all the schools
It’s possible that very soon
No kid will know how to chisel in stone
Everywhere they’ll carry ink and pen
(The ballpoint had not been invented then).
So don’t you dare blame Steven Jobs
The problem started with Horus Gobs
