The Star-Spangled Home Page

Oh, say! Can you see,
by the Web's URL-ly light,
what so proudly we saved
on our server last evening.

Whose load times took up hours,
through the pixel-lous site,
o'er the RAM parts we failed
with the video streaming.

And the packet's green glare,
The modem loading its fare,
gave proof through the night
that the server's still there.

Oh, say! Does that star-spangled
home page yet save,
o'er the LAN of the free
and the groan of the .WAV?