Portrait, landscape, one Pi inside,

A cyberdeck build with the plans supplied.

The AI revolution brings countless hacks,

But fails to make you tasty snacks

Forgetful brain, nimble hands,

Here’s some spiffy new commands

The hardware moves on, the case remains,

Jazz hands at boot, Raspberry brains.

A source of experts, wise and salty

Slow information, rarely faulty

Your batteries will never fail

With our gravity-powered scale

She guards your desk both night and day,

Keeping unwanted threats at bay.

An illicit shrine, secrets inside

Press a button, make them hide

Bringing back fond memories,

The Pi 500 has shiny keys

Lots of options, so hard to rank,
Bradley-Terry beats the blank

USB micro’s out, C’s in,

Now massive clocks can begin to spin.

A Stanford Bunny spins in air,
Transparent dreams with Pepper's flair.

Unfashionable greetings we impart,
Embracing the future with a retro heart.

A simple fix, a task well done,
Outshines a thousand clever ones.

With Pico 2W power, we devise,
Counting nights beneath the skies.

A budget dream, a custom build,
Power and thrift, both fulfilled.

Nokia's 3310, sturdy, true,

A blast from past, in modern view.

Crafting light with shadows stark,
Illuminating visions in the dark.