The Twelve Days of Unix

Dedicated to anyone who's left their computers alone
just long enough for them to self-destruct

On the first day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
A burnt-out V.D.T.

one sprig of holly
On the second day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
Two faulty tapes,
And a burnt-out V.D.T.

one sprig of holly
On the third day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
Three heads crashed,
Two faulty tapes,
And a burnt-out V.D.T.

one sprig of holly
On the fourth day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
Four bad blocks,
Three heads crashed,
Two faulty tapes,
And a burnt-out V.D.T.

one sprig of holly
On the fifth day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
Five core dumps,
Four bad blocks,
Three heads crashed,
Two faulty tapes,
And a burnt-out V.D.T.

one sprig of holly
On the sixth day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
Six bad controllers,
Five core dumps,
Four bad blocks,
Three heads crashed,
Two faulty tapes,
And a burnt-out V.D.T.

one sprig of holly
On the seventh day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
Seven blown partitions,
Six bad controllers,
Five core dumps,
Four bad blocks,
Three heads crashed,
Two faulty tapes,
And a burnt-out V.D.T.

one sprig of holly
On the eighth day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
Eight gettys dying,
Seven blown partitions,
Six bad controllers,
Five core dumps,
Four bad blocks,
Three heads crashed,
Two faulty tapes,
And a burnt-out V.D.T.

one sprig of holly
On the ninth day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
Nine floppies frying,
Eight gettys dying,
Seven blown partitions,
Six bad controllers,
Five core dumps,
Four bad blocks,
Three heads crashed,
Two faulty tapes,
And a burnt-out V.D.T.

one sprig of holly
On the tenth day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
Ten ports a-jamming,
Nine floppies frying,
Eight gettys dying,
Seven blown partitions,
Six bad controllers,
Five core dumps,
Four bad blocks,
Three heads crashed,
Two faulty tapes,
And a burnt-out V.D.T.

one sprig of holly
On the eleventh day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
Eleven chips a-smoking
Ten ports a-jamming,
Nine floppies frying,
Eight gettys dying,
Seven blown partitions,
Six bad controllers,
Five core dumps,
Four bad blocks,
Three heads crashed,
Two faulty tapes,
And a burnt-out V.D.T.

one sprig of holly
On the twelfth day I left it, my Unix gave to me:
Twelve boards a-blowing,
Eleven chips a-smoking
Ten ports a-jamming,
Nine floppies frying,
Eight gettys dying,
Seven blown partitions,
Six bad controllers,
Five core dumps,
Four bad blocks,
Three heads crashed,
Two faulty tapes,
And a burnt-out V.D.T.

On the thirteenth day
I started adapting my Nintendo for the VME bus.
one sprig of holly


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