Coder Poems - Poems about Coder

...The telescreens hummed their endless drone, A symphony of truth alone, Dictated, printed, beamed so wide, Where independent thought had died. Newspeak choked the rebel tongue, And every sun......

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...“Good night, everyone!” One by one, they retreat to their rooms, Drifting into dreams, Resting for the day ahead. But I remain. In the dim glow of the living room, Laptop perched on a blue ta......

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...I remember the day my code first compiled the rush of creation, of bringing order to chaos each line a neuron firing, each function a heartbeat my digital child born into a world of i......

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...Silicon city That pulsates, Both day and night, The Tech Capital And the sky, veiled With urban haze And dense, sprawling cityscape. Grey city of its Gridlocked roads Surrounded by Toweri......

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...Comeback God sacked a craft sassed to last / Grasp no slack or sag with the rap slap/ Pressure the bag and tip of the cap / Coder crack hat and lift that latch / Off the docket and out the cask......

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...Our Coder, Which rules the server, Hallowed be Thy zerg. Thy mana come. Thy grind be done On Wii, as it is in Xbox. Give us this day our daily patch. And forgive us our beta testing, As we fo......

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...The unwise, thoughtlessly, his time spends criticizing the works of heaven's coder While The wise, never lets a moment pass, without praising the infusive cosmic order! © D......

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...One need not be David Copperfield, nor a card shark/sharp, scrutinizing random display codified computer algorithm doth yield. The chance to "win" may appear tubby zero analogous finding a di......

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...Have everyone undergo a security clearance investigation. Have to present complete copy of college transcripts. Have to take MMPI, Stanford Benet Coder Interest, Miller Analogies and Rorschach Ink......

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...Pop (corn) Music Introduction It’s time to dance, time to tango There’s a Canadian on the banjo When he sees the guitar strings Jack’s mirth grows soaring wings; As he scans the rhapsody ......

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