Quoth the server, "404...

Once upon a midnight dreary,
        As I websurfed, weak and weary
        Over many a strange and spurious
        Site of 'free downloads galore'.

        As I clicked my favorite bookmark,
        Suddenly there came a warning,
        And my heart was filled with mourning,
        Mourning for my dear amour.

        "'Tis not possible!", I pleaded,
        But my browser, so conceited,
        Remained blank, I then repeated,
        Just a blank and nothing more.

        With a scream, I was defeated,
        For my cookies were deleted,
        So I begged, no longer seated,
        Give me the downloads that I adore!

        Then, in answer to my query,
        Through the net I loved so dearly,
        Came its answer, dark and dreary:
        Quoth the server, "404"...