Then, alas, a flash of light, An almost blinding fearsome sight A lightning bolt had split the night And shook me to my very core. I saw the screen collapse and die. E'en to this day I do not know The place to which lost data goes. Perhaps to Heaven where God's angels Have it safely stored. And that's the tale I have to tell.
Haiku poetry has strict construction rules.
It might be very useful. But now it is gone. The Web site you seek Cannot be located, but Countless more exist. Chaos reigns within. Reflect, repent, and reboot.