Another new yet retrospective offering at Bat, Bean, Beam. (Poor Giovanni; he goes on holiday and I flood the archives! Would that schedules were synchronisable!)
When the long-lived widow died
the mortgage on her house was paid
and the balance of her estate
divided between her seven children.
With its share, one family bought a modem,
32K.
Nothing so fast had you ever seen
nor noisy had you heard till then.
Memories and messages flung down a cable
through the gargling, the garbling
of the connecting machine.
It was the vo voi voic voice
voice voic voi vo
voi voic voice of home.

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Yes, poor Giovanni. I also hate it when I go on holidays and people credit money into my bank account, for the record.