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Selections from
"The Cybernetic Mother Goose"
by Lincoln Spector
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Little Miss Napple
Sat by her Apple,
Writing routines in C;
"I don't care what that flaw meant;
"I'll write not one comment,
"So no one can read it but me."
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Hey, diddle, diddle!
Must you always fiddle?
The estimate's over the moon;
The users still wait to see it work,
And the programmer keeps saying "Soon."
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Jack Sprat destroyed his FAT,
His wife changed sector Oh;
And so betwixt the two of them
Their work was rather slow.
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Little Jack Horner
Sat in the corner,
Squaring the root of pi;
He knew it his fate
To sit there and wait;
"A 387 need I."
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Hickory, dickory, dock!
Let's speed up this thing's clock!
Faster it goes
And nobody knows
The CPU's getting a shock.
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High-res mice!
High-res mice!
See how they roll!
See how they roll!
Drag the cursor up to the top line;
Pull down a menu; it all works so fine;
A keystroke could do it in half of the time.
High-res mice!