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Programmers Paradise

Hubby was talking about the job he was at: when he suddenly…
Got into the ‘Computer Programmers Mode’. Where absolutely…
Everything became ‘DITS & DOTS, and DARS & FARS’…
No more caffeine for Hubby any time this week, at home!

This lingo of his, only belongs at work, where he IS an Uber Geek.
But here at home… you gotta know… he’s only talking to me!
It must be like the dreams he has, with reams and reams of code.
And tables of papers are stacked to the ceiling, or maybe to his nose.

It’s an APP-APP here, and an APP-APP there, to tie the Data to his code.
Make it go faster! Make it go smarter! In his own little world, you know.
His eyes have glazed, as his fingers flash over his fancy keyboard at home.
If only me, his little old wifey- poo, could get such attention as this, to know.

At least, he keeps my computers running, like crazy, and way up to snuff!
Now if only he’d give me the time of day… to get my own work done.
With a type-type here, and a type-type there: I definitely blow his mind.
He’d fix my typing, if only he could, with a new app, well designed.

The ‘Trouble with Tribbles’ is nothing, as when confronting an Uber Geek.
Microsoft falls into a hush, as they whisper out his name and fame complete.
For Halloween, he hooks up electronics, with apps to animated programming…
Never Fear! Hubby’s here! Next, the Turkey will be clucking binary coding.

He made Santa a GPS, which goes to mars and beyond: It’s simply otherworldly.
But now he’s talking in binary code… I hope Hubby’ll land home, soon, surely.
For with DITs & DOTS, and DARS & FARS it’s getting way past midnight.
I know he’ll be back to earth soon, tho, for it’s time to say goodnight!

Copyright © Carol Eastman

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  1. Date: 5/17/2015 2:40:00 PM
    Hi Carol, this is a fabulous winning write.. Many congrats!

  1. Date: 5/14/2015 7:52:00 PM
    nice win. Linda

  1. Date: 5/14/2015 5:32:00 PM
    CAROL, congrats on your Screwed III win. SKAT

  1. Date: 5/13/2015 9:43:00 AM
    made me smile Carol so goo to see this showcased in Screwed II:-) hugs Jan xx

  1. Date: 11/9/2013 8:51:00 AM
    Very clever poem and so well put together. There is a fun element to your poem and you combine the real world with the tech world very well. A very nice poem.

  1. Date: 11/7/2013 3:18:00 PM
    - Carol, so nice and fun to read this little story. Always pleasant. - Thank you! - oxox // Anne-Lise :)