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Which Switch
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by chacham
on Jul 30, 2012 at 23:52

    There's a time to rhyme
    And a time to code,
    Instead of writing this silly ode.

    There's a rhyme to time,
    And a rhyme to code,
    Yet still i'm writing this silly ode.

    And now i'm out,
    Of the two-bit switch,
    And yet i wonder now of which.

    I'm out for now,
    To switch my bits,
    And hopefully then, i will know which.

Old Friend
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by karisma
on Jul 27, 2012 at 22:11

    Hey Perl, it's been a while
    I used to use you in, always in style

    Not everyone appreciated
    the cool code, that I created
    But there were those special few (Perl Monks!)
    who knew, what I saw in you

    They asked me hey, write me a regex
    I'd say, of course, nothing is too complex
    If only they had appreciated
    what to them, seemed so discombobulated

    Maybe I am just a little old-school
    but I still think that Perl is cool

ones and zeroes
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by chacham
on Jul 23, 2012 at 01:16

    Processors i heard, were just ones and zeros,
    Well, being a nerd, i saluted my heroes,
    It might sound absurd, but i live amongst weirdos,
    I wanted to go see them all.

    So, i went to the central, processing location,
    I got there by bus, to this grand, central station,
    I met all the locals, to much my elation,
    I just had to take in it all.

    All those zeroes and ones, that they thought were bits,
    Were just having fun, and screaming in fits,
    And oh, there were tons, all about wits,
    I must explain you this all.

    The zeroes were workers, hard men of dour,
    The ones were the cool guys, with all of the power,
    And yet they work well, with nothing gone sour,
    Oh, the beauty of it all.

    When instructions come in, they grok it each way,
    With memory and bins, to go and to stay,
    Everybody wins, come there what may,
    It's not singular, but all.

    They work there together, with no bit of strife,
    They go out to Quarks, as if with their wife,
    The up and the downs, strange charms in their life,
    From top to the bottom, there's names for them all.

    Electrons don't stray, they keep there eye on the prize,
    And the protons do stay, despite their great size,
    The neutrons decay, which gives all of them rise,
    Harmony is the name of it all.

    There's so much to do, mnemonics to know,
    Which path leads where, when to come and to go,
    Cycles and crunches, and all is just so,
    It's overwhelming, to think of it all.

    When they invented new math, my friend there confided,
    Though usually one path, one time they were sided,
    They unleashed there wrath, and the Pentium divided,
    And F00F, there goes them all.

    Operating systems, written by geniuses in groups,
    The ticks and the jiffies, mainly global loops,
    Timing is everything, to get all the troops,
    And then to compile it all.

    The tools that are run, together in strings,
    All of the fun, doing all sorts of things,
    When all is done, they are the kings,
    So much irony in it all.

    To say it's like an army, is a kernel of fact,
    Each with their drivers, and message of tact,
    Set to their devices, and all of them backed,
    They can definitely rely on them all.

    With my visit at end, i had to come back,
    I keep all the memories (in a nice little stack),
    All of it registered, (though the address was a hack),
    I must go back to it all.

    I bring my report, to enlighten the masses,
    From a processor resort, my contacts, and glasses,
    And this is my forte, do not object to the classes,
    I hope you now know it all.

Really now
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by chacham
on Jul 16, 2012 at 01:04

    I am an old man, and a genius at coding,
    I'm an early adopter, and an expert at goading,
    I invented the cursor, while it was still loading,
    You probably didn't know it was me.

    I told Dennis Ritche to give it a letter.
    I told Richard Stallman to make teco better.
    I told Steve Jobs to be a trend setter,
    I knew them quite well, you see.

    I invented Assembly, in a java based runtime,
    I wrote a co-processor, to help me at crunchtime,
    I introduced Mac to Lisa, completely at lunchtime,
    I thought it was all meant to be.

    I am the expert, at each Senate hearing,
    I am the only opinion, that has any bearing,
    I set every tech fashion, with all i am wearing,
    I know everything, from A to Z.

    I used the 186, when modes were protected,
    I had the first modem, when sound was detected,
    I watched the first virus, as it got infected,
    All while drinking some tea.

    The term RFC, used to be my initials,
    I unsigned my ints, to protest some officials,
    I nibbled my bits, and took bytes from my pickles,
    There's just not enough to be free.

    I showed them that dark matter was a computational disaster,
    I drank water on Mars, so it would dry faster,
    I modeled paper-mâché Earth, when it was still plaster,
    Well, i even waved the fee.

    I queried a database, before sequel contrived,
    I played World of Warcraft, before Chuck Norris arrived,
    I found the Cow Level, and not only survived,
    It wasn't just him, but we.

    I cleaned up my code, before white space was invented,
    I lined up my lines, before they called it indented.
    I used Mr Radar, before Mr Coffee was rented,
    You should never go out to sea.

    I spoke completely in regex, when soldi had rule,
    (Aside from the fraction, that used the virgule,)
    I grokked every hot language, before they were cool,
    When they ask who it was, just say he.

    I made the first hack, at a COMDEX convention,
    I own the first patent, (that thing Babbage invented)
    I had the first browser, until Vint Cerf consented,
    All the pies in the pod, were of pea.

    I walked on the moon, before it was manned,
    I discovered the sun, so i could get tanned,
    I painted Jupiter's spot, completely with sand,
    I love it when people say gee.

    It's not that i'm stuck up, or want to be boasting,
    I just think it's me, you all should be toasting.
    I've been all around, especially in most things,
    There's only so many branches to tree.

    I invented SMS, just for the tweeter,
    I listed some torrents, i am the first seeder,
    I wrote silly poems, before there was metre,
    And decide when to end them, you see.

And yet
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by chacham
on Jul 15, 2012 at 00:38

    Perl has a CPAN-do attitude,
    Debian has a definite aptitude,
    Silly rhymes have stanzas that are crude,
    And yet, all is just so.

    Emacs has macros that can do,
    Vi has a quick bang there for you,
    Cows have a special way to moo,
    And yet, there's still more to go.

    C++ has a classy way to code,
    SQL has set a different mode,
    Copy verbiage is always best à la mode,
    And yet, the rest is in tow.

    Music has its own notoriety,
    Linguistics has spoken of an elaborate language tree,
    Using that many words was egregious of me,
    And yet, i cannot say no.

    Perlmonks has links to everything as a node,
    A monk has to wait for his page to load,
    I should really get back now to my code,
    And yet, i go with the flow.

looking for the perl within
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by silentius
on Jul 13, 2012 at 05:13

    A lovely thing to see:
    through the paper window's hole,
               the Galaxy.
    
    ~ Yoshi Mikami Issa. (1762-1826). ~
    
    

    alone, on the web,
    drops of sensitivity
    embrace an eyelash
    
    ~ Chris Spruck ~
    
    

    In all this cool
    is the moon also sleeping?
    There, in the pool?
    
    ~ Ryusui. (1691-1758). ~
    
    
    

    The haikus were taken from HAIKU for PEOPLE, they are not my own writings, but since they were inherently also talking about perl poetry, I thought of posting them here. I humbly hope I have not sinned.

beware of Geeks bearing gifts
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by Anonymous Monk
on Jun 20, 2012 at 17:02
    Malware on CPAN caused a haiku to pop up into my wandering mind. :-)
    beware of geeks bearing usb keys they may be trojans
Twas the night after Lulzsec
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by cavac
on Jun 17, 2012 at 18:33

    (Short version, adapted from RFC968)

    Twas the night after Lulzsec and all through the web,
       all my passwords were moving, every bit and octet,
    The crackers celebrated my fail and despair,
       while my company value dropped to 1 cent per share,
    The PerlMonks were nestled all snug in their beds,
       while visions of inbuilt security danced in their heads.
    And I with my PHP tracings and dumps
       prepared for some pretty bad bruises and lumps.
    
    When out in the hall there arose such a clatter,
       I sprang from my desk to see what was the matter.
    There stood at the threshold with Laptop in tow,
       A PerlMonk hacker, all ready to go.
    I could see from the creases that covered his brow,
       he'd conquer the crisis confronting him now.
    More rapid than eagles, he checked my design
       and started to delete each individual line.
    
    His eyes were afire with the strength of his gaze;
       no bug could hide long; not for hours or days.
    A wink of his eye and a twitch of his head,
       soon gave me to know I had no more to dread.
    He pulled all of CPAN and googled for help,
       i looked like a fool and tried not to yelp!
    
    At last he was finished and wearily sighed
       and turned to explain why my software had died.
    I twisted my fingers and counted to ten;
       PHP "security" had done it again...
    
    "You have reached the Monastery. All our helpdesk monks are busy at the moment. Please press "1" to instantly donate 10 currency units for a good cause or press "2" to hang up. Or you can dial "12" to get connected directly to second level support."
Considered and aborted
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by stevieb
on Jun 12, 2012 at 02:37
    I write Perl,
    but not very well,
    if I counted on XP,
    I'd probably be in hell,
    but isn't that what this is,
    PerlMonks is a 'dive',
    I've survived my own lies and somehow stayed alive,
    post code or die,
    put in effort and at least try,
    I love my job at PerlMonks even when I get two votes and not five,
    I've grown up wonders,
    even though I rap better than I code,
    but that's ok,
    as it's something the whole world knows,
    I love the criticism,
    and the strong truth,
    but isn't this why the newbs come here to you?,
    
    they don't come for mental alignment,
    they ain't here for psychologogal consignment,
    they're here cuz the're newb's with haven't none,
    of the laws of Larry's confinement,
    we show them the ropes,
    with closeness,
    diligence instead of misappropriateness,
    tell them we don't do homework,
    but we don't condemn other monks importantness,
    I'm a religion of sorts,
    I'll slam what is disorted,
    don't put down quality posts of monks,
    of the time they've afforded of the quality they've reported,
    but like hip-hop,
    I'll smash you when all you respond with,
    should be Considered and Aborted.
    
    © -stevieb
Beauty queen
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by stevieb
on May 21, 2012 at 22:14
    oh Perl,
    what have you done?,
    you turned me from building developer,
    into a network engineering thug,
    I'm crushed,
    but I've stuck by your side,
    you're the only one who I stick by with glistening in their eyes,
    I've tried,
    to communicate in other ways,
    but you update and portray,
    how you'll love me anew each and every day,
    as I stand crazed and amazed,
    on your pipe I blaze,
    those other languages mean nothing,
    that's the truth of it babe.
    
    For me it's you or nothing,
    I dabble elsewhere when need be,
    but you're the beauty queen,
    who has forever captivated me.
    

    'gratz on 5.16!

    -stevieb


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