On the gift of Microsoft Teams during the lockdown
O, that the screens would burst, and the letters spring to life,
That the yellow faces would sing and the round icons speak!
Stalwart Teams, with scrolls and jewels bedecked, doth end here.
She hath borne joys and sorrows, sheltered prose and jargon,
Fashioned a splendid abode of undying wits and charities.
Who can know the wealth of her shelves?— the beauty of her Art?
Thus did a modest maiden, an abused and forlorn creature
Become by heavenly design a most noble, a most ponderous,
A most erudite Queen of Letters. Stalwart Teams doth end;
Yet her service and her gift shall evermore be remembered.
Andrei Lambert
our petit philosophe