edit: now I have to hop on the poem bandwagon! here's my ode to Nokia:
Star pupil of texts in cyberspace, taking his time, with each
Pound of the keys pushing farther towards hidden powers.
Seven days a week, fascinations with secret menus
Seven times more interesting than COCOTs and DATUs.
Eight friends, huddled around the brightly lit screen,
Zero in on the hidden treasures of information obscured.
Pounded into their brains, codes impregnate future hackers.
One, two, three, four, five digits bring them into an obscure and secret world.