Cancel, Repeat, ignore?

Once on a midnight dreary, fingers and bleary narrow vision,
Manuals on the stacked and the waste of paper on the floor,
Longing for the warmth of bed linen, I still sit here to work sheets.
After reaching the bottom line, I took a disk from the tray
I then called the command SAVE and expects the hard disk,
It is the only and nothing more.

Deep in the monitor peering, long I sat there wondering, fear
doubting, while the disk kept sterile, turns a little more out.
But the rest was intact, and the rest are no symbolic significance.
"Save!" I said, "You mother cursed! Save my data!"
One thing that Luminophore answer, and only in that no longer
Just, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

Was it an illusion, mysterious, some Manic intrusion?
These elections are side effects, which I never had problems before.
I carefully weighed, that the election of the hard disk makes noises playful.
The cursor flashes, stubborn, to start the guy has me a little.
It is clear that I have a button to press an election and no longer,
"Cancel, Repeat, ignore?"

With the fingers pale and trembling, slowly at the keyboard, bending --
Longing for a happy end, in the hope that all would be back,
Praying for a certain guarantee, shy, I did press a button.
But on the screen, which is still the words are as before.
Épouvantable damage they disappear and taunted, have been obsessed, as my patience,
To say, "Cancel, Repeat, ignore?"

I tried the chips wanted and stressed again, but twice as strong.
I was cursed with the machine, I beg the tears from her body, and then I swore.
Now, in desperation powerful and try to make the chance of combinations,
nevertheless, it came the incantation formula, as senseless as before.
The blinking cursor, anger, winking, blinking as nonsense.
Reading, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

There I sat, desperate, exhausted by my own machine accosted.
Getting Up, I turned away and the rhythm of the floor.
And then I saw a terrible sight zipper made a cut through the night.
A glimpse of the horrors about me, me to my heart.
The lightning zapped my previous data is lost, and forever.
Not once, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

Until now, I do not know the location where the loss of data on the website.
As far as we are demonic world shaped bottom, where loss of data stored,
Beyond the reach of mortal souls, on the airwaves, black holes?
But make sure that the C, Pascal, Lotus, Ashton-Tate and more
You're one day be left to stray, lost to certain Plutonian shore,
Relying on "Cancel, Repeat, ignore?"