Tumble, coil & fumble

“Flashet!” said I, “thing of evil! — Flashet still, if tool or devil! —

Whether hindrance sent, or whether reckless tossed thee here ashore,

Desolate plug-ins all daunted, on this desert server landed —

On this home folder by horror haunted — tell me truly, I implore —

Is there — is sense in this adobe? — tell me — tell me, I implore!”

            Quoth the Server, “404”