Into my christmas-ey spirit there is now an intruder,
my hatred and loathing for my Gateway computer,
oh how badly I long for an artful fisk,
aimed at the corrupted FAT and the ailing hard disk.
Damn you and your cow-hided advertising ploy,
your clunker-de-clankers have stolen my joy.
But of these problems, there will be no rid,
as long as the state says, merry christmas, LOW BID.