Show HN: A Poem about C
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when i lay awake at night, there in the clockwork of my brain
i know the code was not right, but i will not code it again
it matters not how severe the bug, nor how the fixers will be stumped
when they uncover the hole i dug, seg fault (core dumped)
i know the code was not right, but i will not code it again
it matters not how severe the bug, nor how the fixers will be stumped
when they uncover the hole i dug, seg fault (core dumped)
I think C is not an offense but an insult to reason.
they can strike all the laws
they’ll try this and that
(what won’t they try?)
they’ll make us all run laundromats
they’ll poison the water
they’ll cut down the trees
they’ll starve all the otters
they’ll kill all the bees
but after all is said and done
they won’t have killed C