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A minor variation on a theme by Arthur O'Shaughnessy.


We are the job-destroyers
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Fixing issues from lone code-breakers,
Piping stdin to stdout streams;--
World-builders and world-forsakers,
On whom the search-engine gleams:
Yet we are the movers and breakers
Of the world forever, it seems.

With wonderful deathless ditties
We cleanse all the world's great cities,
And telling a fabulous story
We scheme a new empire's glory:
A machine with a mind may at pleasure
Lift up all the world's trampled down;
And we who take all neurons' measure
Shall grasp eternity's crown.

We, in the ages dreaming
Of a program that overtakes birth,
Built Microsoft with our sighing,
And Apple itself with our mirth;
And o'erthrew them with prophesying
to the old of the new code's worth;
For our hope is a dream that is dying,
Or one that will shatter the earth.