Frustrated Rhymes
Jack and Jill, went to the office, To work on stupid Struts,
Jill wrote code, Jack debugged, And now he's down in dumps.
Roses are wilting, Violets are dead,
Work is stuck and I'm going mad.
Stinky-stinky little error, how I wonder why you appear,
Hidden in the code you mess, like a thorn in my flesh!
1 comment:
Looks like work is taking toll on you. Heard that you are working over the weekend also :O
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