Luka...an ode to my linux box
(sung to the tune of Luka by Susanne Vega)
My name is luka.
I work on the 2nd floor.
I work upstairs from you
guess I've probably fed you before.
If you hear something late at night.
It won't be me, cuz that's not right.
To work all night, don't ya see.
To work all night don't ya see.
That's not right, and it isn't me.
My name is luka.
Actually, thats just my linux box.
It keeps me sittin here all day,
Lethargy sets in till I can't walk.
If you see me crawling towards the door.
Pick me up, and move me more.
Luka did me in today,
And all I really have to say.
Is that I can't wait for donut day.
My name is luka.
No joke, right there on the command line.
Feeling so proud of itself,
Pushing me over the line.
If you hear something late at night.
Some kind of fall, jump, crash, or plight
Don't comma lookin' what it was.
It might scare you, what you see.
Luka through the glass along with me.
It's name was luka.
We worked on the 2nd floor...










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