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Beware the IX Register, my Son!

(5/21/2009)

With my apologies to Lewis Carroll and dedicated to programmers everywhere:

Twas pasty, and florescent light
Did shine and flicker in the cube;
All buggy was the code that night,
And gremlins were being rude.

Beware the IX register, my son!
The costate bytes, the bits that latch!
Beware the far pointer pointer bug, and shun
The unbalanced stack!

He took his laser mouse in hand:
Long time the logic error he sought —
So he rested by the coffee machine,
And sucked caffeine in thought.

And, as in java-haze he stood,
The compiler went down in flames,
Came error messages that were no good,
And he cursed some names!

One, two!  One, two! and pointers too
The mouse went clicky-click!
He found the bugs and recompiled
And that had done the trick.

And has he slain the pointer bug?
We pump our fists into the air!
Then another bug drops into the inbox,
And he pulled out his hair.

Twas pasty, and florescent light
Did shine and flicker in the cube;
All buggy was the code that night,
And gremlins were being rude.

~ Puck Curtis

August 10, 2007

 

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