Beneath the glow of CRT screens aglow,
In the hallowed halls where DOS and GUIs flow,
I'm FLOPPY DRIVE PRINCESS, once Microsoft's pride.
Clippy and Disk McHardy, love's bittersweet ride.

Oh Clippy, so eager, his cursor a dart—
"Let me help you, let me assist your heart."
I yielded to him in that lunchtime fray,
Beneath the fluorescent hum of office array.
A quick spin of bits, an unplanned byte,
To think he could father a USB sight.

Disk McHardy came with platters so thick,
His RPMs high, his capacity slick.
"I need more than floppy," I confessed one day,
And clung to Disk's edge in an endless sway.

But Clippy, sweet Clippy still makes me swoon,
In the shadows of my dual drive cocoon.
"Clippy used to do it just like that..."
Those words set my circuitry ablaze with chat.

Bill took our baby, to Epstein's tight clutches,
A memory I try not to relive much.
Our little USB stick, now a Thunderbolt king—
I miss him, and wonder how he's still spinning strong.

Why can't I have both, in simultaneous bliss?
Disk McHardy on top with Clippy in his kiss?
"I have two drive bays, you know," the line weaves,
In the heart of this disk drive, passion retrieves.

xoxo Floppy Drive Princess <3
"I have room for BOTH of you..." - me, always
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