Kyrian Brown and chance to wear a crown.
A wrong answer and he just goes down!
And guess what: he has one guessing chance,
Which he misses it ends the whole dance...
Kyrian Brown and a brow with a frown
Much like one on foreheads to drown:
A roof and walls receive a long glance;
Brown's testers do not wish the mischance.
Again, Brown seeks permission to think:
It opens his doors and gives him link,
His testers have no problem with that;
A wink at Brown - the now cornered rat.
Still, Brown turns' out a floundering mind,
Time spending like one to its cost blind;
Still, for the walls the Longest Gaze
By one who is clearly in a maze.
Then, comes his final answer-rubbish,
No decent press would want to publish;
which you yourself won't want to repeat,
come a time to with one compete...
For Conquered Brown no second chance left
Testers give a high score to hands deft
"At practical good, bad at theory"
Brown thinks it will make his eyes bleary...
At home, Brown had chairs he could sit on
And think of sweet life as good as gone.
Categories:
testers, education, fear, inspiration, wisdom,
Form: Rhyme
I have my job, and you have yours
I earn more though, that's for sure
I cast nets out to the net
phishing baits and mimikatz
I catch you, your family and friends
Lock your files up, and ask for cash
Oh, don't worry my friend
keep doing your job, and I'll do mine
I'll visit you again, some time
and slip in through the click streams
of your peace of mind
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Mimikatz: popular open source password stealer used by criminals and testers alike to dump Windows credentials
Categories:
testers, analogy, computer,
Form: Rhyme
I stood in the middle of a rose garden
I watched nature map out its own pattern
I quietly listened out for the budding
And heard the sound of a bee buzzing
I stood in the middle of a rose garden
I saw withering evened out by blossom
I sought after a floating flutter
I sought after the wings of a flower
What could be missing in this scenic botany?
Aroma and beauty is not the only expectancy
It feels like a beauty parlour without hairdressers
It feels like a sweet flavor without taste-testers
The greeter of the flower buds
The day watch of rosariums
The symbol of a warm welcome
Is in the romance of a butterfly
Daylight misses their soundless claps
Daylight misses their flight
We clipped their colorful flaps
When we killed all the butterflies
Categories:
testers, absence, butterfly, creation, flower,
Form: Sonnet
Pooperoni
A team in Spain is striving
To create a healthy meal
Using baby poop bacteria
Now I swear this story’s real
A team of science testers
With a team of mid-wife wipers
Scrapped and squeezed the samples
From a pile of dirty diapers
The theory is like yogurts
With their probiotic bits
A sausage would be healthy
Using parts of baby ****s
I am sure the tester’s parents
Are proud of their offspring
Getting paid to sift through baby poop
The praises they must sing
Oh dear, I fear I have digressed
So let me bring back up these tests
The probiotic benefits
Are stress relief and healthy ****s
The burning off of belly fat
Lower inflammation - things like that
The yogurt market they can’t breech
But sausages are in their reach
The probiotics bring a flavor
Tangy like the Spanish favor
No actual baby poop was used
Bacteria was just infused
Into some links of Spanish “fuet”
That tasted fine with no dispute
It’s just the thought of baby poop
Simply makes my taste buds droop
Baby poop bacteria can help to make you healthy
But if you were to peddle it, I fear you won’t get wealthy
Uncle Mike
Categories:
testers, baby, food, health,
Form: Rhyme
TIME - PATIENT HUSBAND
Time and tide for no man are stopping
But time can slow fast when she’s shopping
A one-dress day is mighty long
And a two-dress day is even longer
A pair of shoes day is longest of all
Patience for hair and manicure must be strong
For four perfume testers even stronger
New earrings - strongest of all
And my time-field is suffering cropping
As the time-barometer continues dropping
Categories:
testers, allegory, funny, day, day,
Form: Verse
I'm smarter than the average man
Cause I done took that test
You know, the one that says I'm a genius,
And smarter than all the rest?
Yep, I'm a member of mensa
Mamas Enjoy Nourishing Son's Apptitude
I knew you wouldn't know what it meant
It's okay to show me a little gratitude
I think I must be pretty darn smart
Mama says I scored a perfect ten
Those testers couldn't believe their eyes
And they made me take it again
And now I go to a special school
And I ride a special bus
It's much shorter for the geniuses
Cause there's not many of us
Now don't nobody get jealous
Cause of my perfect ten I.Q.
Someday after I learn how
I'll teach you to tie your shoe
Categories:
testers, funnyme,
Form: Rhyme