The Code that Went Up in Smoke

Oh, behold the engineer, high as a kite,
With fingers a-dancing, he types without care,
Debugging madness, it’s quite the wild sight.

His thoughts drift like clouds, oh, what pure delight,
“Is ‘Hello World’ greeting or just empty air?”
Oh, behold the engineer, high as a kite.

He pauses to ponder, “Was that an insight?”
Yet the syntax he writes makes folks gasp in despair,
Debugging madness, it’s quite the wild sight.

A variable named “unicorns” takes flight,
While functions perform pirouettes, unaware;
Oh, behold the engineer, high as a kite.

“Can I recompile this?” he asks with great might,
As loops spin like records with no end to share,
Debugging madness, it’s quite the wild sight.

In the morning, regrets blossom, oh what a fright,
Lines of pure nonsense fill his code, oh, the wear!
Oh, behold the engineer, high as a kite,
Debugging madness, it’s quite the wild sight.

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