Thread: Preference - Letters in Hexadecimal Values Upper- or Lower-Case?

Programming is really fun
Compile the source code and run
With file creation
And loop iteration
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(I'm very pleased with the direction that this thread has taken.)

I have to admit that I was hesitant to toss out a limerick at first. Seeing that it is generating such positive energy makes me happy.

If I may post a few more. These were hastily written (while a little bit drunk), so my pardon if they're not as clever as can be.

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I've spent nearly a week
Searching for the memory leak
Then on line thirty-three
A malloc with no free
My programming skills must be weak

I printed text out to the screen
Then prompted, to know they were seen
Then to my surprise
Control 'D' hit my eyes
And I promptly crashed ... that was mean

"strtok" might appear to be dull
Unless parsing, then it's wonderful
Just use care, and be sure
Of your delimiter
Else it might very well return NULL

Your code won't compile ... I see
I'll run it through my gcc
Oh the pain of endeavors
I've got several errors
That's it! I don't have that library!

A vari-a-ble with no scope
Hasn't a good way to cope
Just how would you feel
To be not really real?
That programmer must be a dope

This thread has totally killed all my productivity, between Epic Rap Battles of History and writing ridiculous nerd poetry. The following took up most of my afternoon/evening, but was lots of fun. Hope it doesn't violate the forum's PG-13 rule.

A 3-day-long summit I attended
Promised to be ever so splendid
But the tech conference
Was purely nonsense
I couldn’t wait for it to be ended

The first day had lectures on FORTRAN
Then “Using Turbo C by Borland”
They made my rage snobol
When they talked about COBOL
And I cried with my head in my hands

At least there will be some free drinks
When it’s all over, methinks
But the cheap bastards
Made me pay to get plastered
And my money went right down the sink

Each night, with my judgement impaired
A female I sought to ensnare
I like my girls nerdy
And a little bit dirty
And to this end, no effort was spared

Ada, seemed to have a 4U rack
But her bra, it used #pragma(pack)
Though her bosom had lacked
My manhood still waxed
Until I found out she used Macs

The next girl, she loved kung-fu
And overclocking her CPU
But It didn’t stop me
When she said I love thee
I core dumped ‘cause she used OS/2

Then came the last of the girls
A slight lisp, and long, bouncing curls
I became transfixed
She used Linux
I wanted to buy this one perls

She said that her name was Marie
And she began to talk nerdy to me
I replied in kind
Our passions aligned
So up to her room we did flee

We spoke of assembly and C
And self-balancing binary trees
But for our caprice
The talking did cease
When she said “my love’s low-latency”

Her gaze nearly boiled my blood
And my passion sprang forth in a flood
When her bra I unclipped
And her pants I unzipped
By using her accessor methods

Her desire to integrate showed
So I began to fondle her nodes
But she wouldn’t admit
My dirty bit
Unless I was in protected mode

I quickly produced prophylactics
She said “I admire your tactics”
And if you must know
We spoke of big-Oh
For the night became rather climactic

We finished our love-making spree
I said I enjoyed it, said she:
I prefer Duff’s device
For now you’ve tried thrice
And still have not find my spot G

I feared that I never shall breed:
For I can not satisfy a girls’s needs
I’m far too demure,
My love’s premature
And I’m optimized for both size and speed

My tears, they did flow forth in streams
For my love life was over, it seems
But I now prefer nylons
On long-legged Cylons
Whose AIs I programmed in Scheme