Have fun reading these Router Rhymes with friends. Once you have read them, you'll be ready for your mission below.
Online
It's quite fine
Online.
Said
Said the virus to the drive,
"I shall eat you alive."
The Hacker
It's always cloak and dagger
When I enter with my swagger.
A Young Man Named Packet: A Limerick
There was a young man name Packet
Who put on his Internet jacket.
He zoomed through the cables
With all of his labels,
And never created a racket.
The Hacker's Pout
A poem filled with bits and bytes
Doesn't feature stalagmites.
Instead it's jammed with itsy bitsies,
Smallie wallies, micro-glitzies,
Tons of packets with encoding,
Security indeed foreboding,
Routers routing,
Servers spouting,
Leaving all the hackers pouting.
The Mission
Okay, you'll probably agree that you can write some better poetry, and you will have a choice on this mission:
Pretend you are Dr. Seuss or Shel Silverstein and your job is to write a poem that is fun read and features the Internet. It should sound like a poem a router might write. Of course, routers can't write, so you'll have to do all the work.
OR
If you're not quite up to writing a poem, use one of the poems in this activity and illustrate it with pizzazz (lots of spirit).
