Scams (an acrostic poem)

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She didn’t mean to start another pyramid scheme

Creating a product so cool, she just wanted to allow others to have opportunities

And to grow it quickly, she decided to use subcontractors, who could subcontract from there

Making a company with a pretty nifty product and a pretty crappy way to sell it.

So that’s why one day the whole thing toppled

Industry (an acrostic poem)

 

It all started with a glimmer of an idea

Not anything big, barely something you could see if you squinted

Dim as it was, someone saw the importance of it

Under their careful eyes, the idea grew and grew

Soon there was a prototype, then first generation

That morphed into a product that they could be proud of

Releasing it into the world to see how it would be received

Yet already working on what would come next

 

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Cost (an acrostic poem)

Certainly Cora preferred free software

Outside of viruses and malware that is

Still she wondered how they made money on it

Till she realized if it was free then she was the product

 

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