They fuck you up, those few who code.
They may not mean to, but they do.
Take objects from another node
And add some extra, just for you.
But those were tagged wrong in their turn
By gurus with old Macs and Dells,
Who once or twice might feign concern
While MUDding in their Unix shells.
Pro hands on data cruft to n00b.
There’s no way back from software bloat, see.
Get freedom from your office cube,
And don’t pass on another goatse.
From here.
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2 comments:
That final stanza was perfect. Byron himself could not have topped it.
BBBBByron is not exaggerating, that's very beautiful. I especially like getting in "cruft" which is a new word for me. You have indeed won the internet for the week.
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