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Oct 13, 2008 - poetry

A Coder’s Slumber

A poetry I wrote during my uni days, am glad I still have a back-up of my old, now dead (RIP), laptop harddrive!

A Coder’s Slumber

Hours have passed Bugs have been squashed Do any remain? To think not would be inane But tis late, or early? To bed I must hurry Class at 5.30, More code at 8.30 Perhaps even time for some curry Wait, what’s this Cement mixers running amiss! How am I to sleep When my ears so bitterly weep Alas it be the day Where nocturnals have no say Forcefully I enter realms of slumber A pox o’ that wretched mixer Adieu.

— Kamal