If poe had a computer, part deux.

[Angleae]

Once upon a midnight dreary,
while I porn surfed, weak and weary,
over many a strange and spurious sit of "hot chicks galore."
While I clicked my favorite bookmark,
suddenly there came a warning,
and my heart was filled with mourning,
mourning for my dear amour.

'tis not possible!, I pleaded,
but my browser, so conceited,
remained blank, I then repeated,
just a blank and nothing more.

With a scream, i was defeated,
for my cookies were deleted,
so I begged, no longer seated,
give me back my free hardcore!

Then, in answer to my query,
through the net I loved so dearly,
came its answer, dark and dreary,
quoth the server, 404.

[Suich]

1. Very clever, Angleae!