Parodia wiersza The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
Christophera Marlowe’a

The Passionate Hacker to a Follower of His

Come chat with me and like my post,
And we will hack the local host:
All sectors on the disk, all bits,
And everything that yonder sits.

Then will we crack the password keys
And read the files our admin sees
In hidden folders; may their paths
Become obscure for polymaths.

There will I feed thee rows of data
Designed to fit all program strata;
A line of comments and a table
With empty cells, but pretty stable.

A header writ in purest C,
Which I have grasped, to some degree;
Fair coded functions for thy app,
With lines so short they never wrap.

A string of chars and for-loop sizes
With no compiling time surprises.
If these thou cherishest the most,
Come chat with me and like my post.

And small-size icons for thy screen,
As neat as there have ever been,
Shall on the grayed out buttons show,
Whene’er thy stack should overflow.

The scrolling bars shall slide and rest
For thy delight on thy request.
If these thou cherishest the most,
Come chat with me and like my post.

This poem has been published in the collection entitled print(new_line);.