Oh Database, oh Database,

How I long to hold your face

Please whisper sweet categorical nothings in  my ear,

and tell me all the decimal placements that I want to hear.

It began that cold, bland winter back in 2001

When I clicked your mouse, accessed you, then

There was no greater fun

Than assisting inquiring patrons, students, teachers in their quests.

My capabilities extended, enhanced!

You are the very best.

From that day on I swore and swore

That I would be so faithful as to use your insight, wisdom

From then on, forevermore!