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Jul 2010
It's a method for our madness;
Well, it is once it can Compile;
And when all the logic's tested;
When It's jarred up in a file;

Counting Coffee Cups Completed;
Suffering Syntax Writers Block;
Hours Lost on Cryptic Errors;
From a Lying System Clock;

The characters are then Released;
Who where Developed through an Eclipse;
And you Hope the user with them now;
Won't edit their delicate scripts;
This poem is Copyleft.
(a side note, if you don't happen to know much about code this might make very little sense.. so maybe pass it onto your local java developer :))
Written by
Seb Berkovich
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