In Cleveland public libraries <br />On systems running legacies <br />I found a door, which they ignore <br />And told them of their fallacies <br /> <br />I asked some friends to take a look <br />To find their pin and any book <br />I found it out, through myaccount <br />Thank God that I am not a crook <br /> <br />When I told them they blew me off <br />They laughed at me with a mean scoff <br />They’re too busy, for a tizzy <br />As if it were a minor cough <br /> <br />But I can get their addresses <br />Just by simply taking guesses <br />A number here, a number there <br />With two easy fast successes <br /> <br />I told my story to the news <br />And now I feel a bit confused <br />The President, had stopped consent <br />Of doing this exact same ruse <br /> <br />But I guess no one is bothered <br />Since the systems seemed grandfathered <br />These things obscure, are not secure <br />So I write their systems slaughtered<br /><br />Paul Moosberg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cleveland-public-libraries/
