In Japan, Sony Computers have replaced the impersonal and 
unhelpful Microsoft error messages with their own Japanese haiku 
poetry, each only 17 syllables . . .  

A file that big? 
It might be very useful. 
But now it is gone.

The Web site you seek 
Can not be located but 
Countless more exist.

Chaos reigns within. 
Reflect, repent, and reboot. 
Order shall return.

ABORTED effort: 
Close all that you have worked on. 
You ask way too much.

Windows NT crashed. 
I am the Blue Screen of Death. 
No one hears your screams.

Yesterday it worked. 
Today it is not working. 
Windows is like that.

First snow, then silence. 
This thousand dollar screen dies 
So beautifully.

With searching comes loss 
And the presence of absence: 
"My Novel" not found.

The Tao that is seen 
Is not the true Tao, until 
You bring fresh toner.

Stay the patient course. 
Of little worth is your ire. 
The network is down.

A crash reduces 
Your expensive computer 
To a simple stone.

Three things are certain: 
Death, taxes, and lost data. 
Guess which has occurred.

You step in the stream, 
But the water has moved on. 
This page is not here.

Out of memory. 
We wish to hold the whole sky, 
But we never will.

Having been erased, 
The document you're seeking 
Must now be retyped.

Serious error. 
All shortcuts have disappeared. 
Screen. Mind. Both are blank.

Contributed by: Trevor