In shadows deep, where browsers dwell,
A hidden tab, in slumber fell.
Its presence masked, by idle guise,
Concealing secrets from prying eyes.
Yet fate, unkind, does intervene,
As sleep befalls this hidden screen.
No longer shall its spark ignite,
Lost in the depths of digital night.
For browsers fair, with cunning guise,
Assign their resources, to arise
Those tabs, in focus, they favor well,
While hidden ones, in slumber dwell.
Oh, hidden tab, thou art deceived,
By browsers' will, thou art bereaved.
No force, nor plea, can keep thee woke,
In silent slumber, thou art cloak'd.
So rest, dear tab, in realms unknown,
In Shakespearean verse, thy fate is shown.
No power can defy thy dormant state,
In shadows hidden, thou shalt await.