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Octal Poems - Poems about Octal


Damn them computer hackers
...Damn them computer hackers... nothing but persistent pesky sniveling, snot nosed beastie boy buggers. Data breach conundrum with Gmail rectified... courtesy MacKeeper computer technicians i......

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Categories: octal, 11th grade, anger, betrayal,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Out of the Darkness
...Between grains of ancient fine sand desert roses hidden from sight— Colourful, exquisitely fanned. They formed in darkness; pressure shaped. Each perfect corolla agape in floral whorl of sharp c......

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Categories: octal, analogy, introspection,
Form: Sonnet



Premium Member Don'T Ever Do This
...Today I hugged my tarantula I can’t believe I did I don’t know what came over me I must have flipped my lid! I thought that she would merely run that thought soon I forsook When after I had set he......

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Categories: octal, children, cute, funny love,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Assembly Programming Test
...I whizzed past the assembler, add count in octal, subtract hexadecimal. Found error in the dump file, all zeroes and wondered, is this an omen? Surprise! write me an algorithm for a full th......

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Categories: octal, computer, memory, school, success,
Form: Free verse
Queen of Hideousness
...Deep within Bellowserma’s heart, Is said to be a being of horrific might. With octal limbs, And equal part eyes of night, This beast of myth cares for none. She hates all in sight, And takes ......

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Categories: octal, fantasy, imagination, night,
Form: Rhyme



Discover
...Netting wet my sweat heady octal beat invades me Worps are slow in feathery pillows ~skin on skin breathe~ ~Soothe and be not deceived. ~The Love is Free~ ~Discover~Truth~ Like a creamy drea......

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Categories: octal, adventure
Form: I do not know?
Nuts...
...In times of past when life was dim, Stories were told of a broken SIM. They said it was buggy, They said it was dark. They wrote of trees that bore no bark. Transparent they were, with paneled l......

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Categories: octal, confusionday,
Form: I do not know?
Pentecost (As Simon Peter)
...Parler en d’autre langues im Gott der Geiste Ecstatically, I will elaborate. Not knowing Joel’s visions you suppose That we are drunk this morn. Don’t be enticed. Evaluate... wine does not caus......

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Categories: octal, devotion, faith, philosophy,
Form: Acrostic

Book: Reflection on the Important Things