there once was a regex named *
who had, as her boyfriend, a var.
when they went to her place,
all over her face
were his trailing chars. and foobar
there once was a regex named *
who had, as her boyfriend, a var.
when they went to her place,
all over her face
were his trailing chars. and foobar
Ha! I love jargon poems. I'm not much of a programmer but I get the first of what's going on here.
It was cool to read a different type of poem. Thanks!