Song about the PCjr. Lyrics by ChatGPT. Music by Suno. Pictures randomly pulled from my album of PCjr adventures.
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In eighty-four, a legend was born,
With keys and a screen, breaking new dawn.
The IBM P C junior, small but bold,
In the world of tech, its story's told.
With an eighty eighty eight, at four point seven seven megahertz,
Bringing computing to our desks.
One hundred twenty eight K of RAM, expandable to more,
The IBM P C junior, we adore.
With a chicklet keyboard, wireless and new,
Infrared connection, a tech breakthrough.
Cartridge ports ready, for games and more,
A versatile machine we can't ignore.
With an eighty eighty eight, at four point seven seven megahertz,
Bringing computing to our desks.
One hundred twenty eight K of RAM, expandable to more,
The IBM P C junior, we adore.
C G A graphics, colors on display,
16-color palette, leading the way.
Three-channel sound from a chip so sweet,
P C junior brought the world to our feet.
Five and a quarter floppy, storage at hand,
Data and programs, at our command.
Joystick ports, for gaming delight,
The P C junior, in the spotlight.
With an eighty eighty eight, at four point seven seven megahertz,
Bringing computing to our desks.
One hundred twenty eight K of RAM, expandable to more,
The IBM P C junior, we adore.
So here's to the machine, from years gone by,
Pioneering tech, reaching for the sky.
The IBM P C junior, forever known,
A cornerstone of the computing throne.