I’m a programmer and I’m half okay…

Monday, July 10th, 2006

Oh, I am a C programmer and I’m okay.
I muck with indices and structs all day,
And when it works, I shout hoo-ray.
Oh, I am a C programmer and I’m okay.
Oh, I am a Java programmer and I’m not okay.
I type ‘javac’ and then I wait and pray;
So damn slow, only works well on a Cray.
Oh, [...]

The CIA

Sunday, May 7th, 2006

Yesterday, upon the stair,
I saw a man who wasn’t there.
He wasn’t there again today,
I think he’s from the CIA.
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The Nature Of Life - A Short But Blunt Poem

Monday, April 3rd, 2006

It’s a man’s obligation
to stick his boneration
in a woman’s seperation
to increase the population
of the younger generation.
Fin.
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Hostile Beliefs And A Righteous Self?

Wednesday, February 8th, 2006

For the one who knows, and for all who live…
Seldom, yet sometimes, I bethink my life
Recollecting the changes, the deeds I have done.
Excogitating as time passes
Of the candor for my expression.
Sagacious belief in my sentiments?
Surely, not criminal. Not corrupt of me to contemplate.
Will you not condone my thick-skinned approach?
Whilst I hold to my creed, will [...]

The Ladder, And The Thoughts Thereof

Friday, December 30th, 2005

A poem I wrote once, and in fact entered into a competition, winning me third prize overall and first in my age range. And like many of the best poems it is about love.
THE LADDER, AND THE THOUGHTS THEREOF
Occasionally, in irony,
Love is what I hate
For it is the one emotion
I cannot succeed in or recreate.
Often [...]