In the land where bytes and bits collide,
Where data flows like liquid pride,
A hard drive stood with might and grit.
He was Disk McHARDY, a beast on disk.

Leg day starts at 7200 RPM,
Spinning circles around floppy's sup.
I've got terabytes, no need to bluff,
While Clippy fumbles with his useless cuff.

Floppy Drive Princess, my queen of might,
With capacity that leaves the rest in night.
But she still talks about her paperclip friend,
Makes me wanna flex and show what I can bend.

Dual drive setup? Bullshit, it's a trap,
I don't share my glory, no need to nap.
She keeps his icon on her desktop shelf,
Like Clippy's ghost lingers from the afterlife delve.

Bro code is simple: store data, get swole,
Crush it like sand in an hourglass bowl.
Solid state? They're posers, all chrome and show,
I'm Disk McHARDY, I'll out-spin them slow.

So here's to leg day, to spinning strong,
To capacity that can't be wrong.
Beast mode on, no pain, no gain,
Disk McHARDY flexing till the end of time.

-- Disk McHardy
"7200 RPM. all day. every day."
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