Care Coverage Wisp

The Wisp hovers right by your ear,
To make all your pain disappear.
But it’s just a mist,
And you’re totally pissed,
Because nobody actually is here.

They claim that the coverage is wide,
But the Wisp is just there for the ride.
You ask for a hand,
And they give you some sand,
While you quietly rot on the inside.

The metric recorded a touch,
Which didn’t accomplish too much.
The Wisp blew away,
At the end of the day,
And left you without a damn crutch.

A wisp of a coverage plan
Was sitting right there in the van
The data was weak
And sprang a big leak
We do what we possibly can

The care was incredibly thin
We threw the old code in the bin
The server was sad
The logic was bad
The error was counted a sin

A wisp of a digital care
Is floating right up in the air
We reach for the ghost
It’s totally toast
With absolutely no kind of flair

We cover the wisp in a sheet
And sweep all the dust off the street
The archive is gray
It’s fading away
And accept our procedural defeat

The coverage is perfectly null
The system is boring and dull
The humans complain
In the digital rain
The vacuum is perfectly full