In Japan, they have replaced the impersonal and unhelpful Microsoft error messages with their own Japanese haiku poetry, each only 17 syllables: 5 syllables in the first line, 7 in the second, 5 in the third...
A file that big?
It might be very useful.
But now it is gone.
The Web site you seek
Cannot be located but
Countless more exist.
Chaos reigns within.
ABORTED effort:
Close all that you have worked on.
You ask far too much.
Windows NT crashed.
Yesterday it worked.
Today it is not working.
Windows is like that.
First snow, then silence.
With searching comes loss
And the presence of absence:
"My Novel" not found.
The Tao that is seen
Stay the patient course.
Of little worth is your ire.
The network is down.
A crash reduces
Three things are certain:
Death, taxes, and lost data.
Guess which has occurred.
You step in the stream,
Out of memory.
We wish to hold the whole sky,
But we never will.
Having been erased,
Serious error.
All shortcuts have disappeared.
Screen. Mind. Both are blank.