How long, O Sysop?
Will you forget me forever?
How long will you hide my URLs from me?
How long shall I have perplexity in my
Netscape and grief in my TCP, day after day?
How long shall “Forbidden” triumph over me?
Look upon me and answer me, O Sysop;
Give permission to my pages, less I sleep in death;
Lest those who seek me on the Web say,
“Netscape has prevailed over him”
and my foes rejoice that I am “Forbidden.”
But I put my trust in your mercy;
My heart is joyful because of your saving help.
I will sing to the Sysop,
For he has dealt with me richly;
I will praise his name.