I would write about Kyndryl
Like many analysts now will.
But it’s just too stupid a name.
I assume a Millennial committee
In some overcrowded city
Took months to create this stupid name.
Some marketing manager said,
“Alas, the old IBM is dead!”
“Just don’t buy a vowel.”
As a new corporate name.
I find it quite inane.
And it fights Amazon and Google.
A division that was once vaunted
But at last no longer wanted.
Why not just name it “Ginny”?
Start at the corner of Hope and Innocence,
Follow Hope South until it becomes Despair.
Your career progresses as you go,
Nothing vodka or Prozac won’t repair.
Keeping going down Despair,
You’ll know when you are through.
It dead ends at Retirement.
Alongside Corporate Avenue.
Corporate Avenue is a long, hard road.
There are twists and turns and merges,
You have to find a decent driver,
Then hope he survives the purges.
I’ve been driven off a cliff.
I’ve been driven into walls.
I remember drivers drinking,
While they suffered through the drive.
I remember changing drivers,
While we were doing sixty-five.
The only thing that bothers me,
It often shakes me to my core.
Is how many times along the way,
I know I’ve seen that house before.
When you’re sitting in the dark,
The disbelievers head for the door.
The faithful wait with their lighters.
Some time soon, comes the Oncor.