The Poetry of a Prodigal Monk

Haiku: A Returning Monk

The Monk is a Saint
Seasons travel far and wide
What is a Curate?

Limerick: A Returning Monk

There once was a Monk named M - I - T - D.
with his Sainthood in hand, to other code he did flee.
He returned to the org, somewhat a borg,
and only a Curate be he.

mitd-Made in the Dark
I've always been astonished by the absurd turns
rivers have to make to flow under every bridge.

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Re: The Poetry of a Prodigal Monk by jonix (Friar) on Jan 11, 2006 at 17:43 UTC
Nice ones! In the end we are all just Monks seeking for enlightenment with the holy tunes of Perl. I reckon the levels are a sweet seduction of our egos and rather a trial along the way... Your Sainthood was not reduced :)	[reply]

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