Ode to two computer dudes

Ghost Ex Machina, or The Para-damn-delle
by Shan Overton

“After we all emerged from the black ooze,
After we all emerged from the black ooze,
We all turned to making music, said he perspicuously.
We all turned to making music,” said he perspicuously.
“All music perspicuously emerged after making ooze all black;
we switched we from the to,” he said.

Then he turned to add a pleonastic line of code,
Then he turned to add a pleonastic line of code,
But the Dell went dark.
But the Dell went dark.
Dark code went then to line a Dell,
But the pleonastic add turned he of.

“Damn the humbug!” shouted he.
“Damn the humbug!” shouted he.
“You outside para-normal beasts in the machine!”
“You outside para-normal beasts in the machine!”
The damn beasts shouted, “He para-normal!
In! You humbug outside the machine!”

A procrustean silence inappositely pervaded the office.
A procrustean silence inappositely pervaded the office.
The other denizens were impelled to call bullshit on he.
The other denizens were impelled to call bullshit on he.
The bullshit office inappositely impelled procrustean denizens
to call a silence were he on the pervaded other.

The beasts (all were normal denizens of machine code) said,
“We went to call you, but he impelled a dark other to add all in making the pervaded he
switched on.”
After the silence, outside the office, he shouted,
“We inappositely turned from pleonastic humbug to procrustean bullshit!”
The line then emerged perspicuously to ooze a black music:
“Para-damn-Dell!”