Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
'Twas only you, who was reporting, trashing your OS of yore.
Only this, and nothing more.
Truthfully, I had hoped for something far more epic, and profound in scope.