Sonnet: Upon a Computer Lab Request

I this morning received a request for a computer lab for a teacher engaged in researching Shakespeare with her students, and I responded thusly:

From thy request, borne unto my machine
by traipse of light and hot electrons thrown
directly ‘neath mine eyes enrapt in scene
hadst seen thy author’d words afore me thrown,
a solace do I take in knowing yet
another mistress of instruction in
our happy midst and circumstances that
compriseth this, our halls of learned kin,
has reach’d aloft and touched the deus ex
and seized the bolts of Zeus within the keys
and screens’ bright pixelated gleaming flecks
to give unto her students pow’r of these.
For thy unceasing striving e’er improved
thou canst consider thy request approved.