Subject: : The Impossible Code
To: : Songs at SU-LOTS-A
(Sung to the tune of "The Impossible Dream" from MAN OF LA MANCHA)
To code the impossible code,
To bring up a virgin machine,
To pop out of endless recursion,
To grok what appears on the screen,
To right the unrightable bug,
To endlessly twiddle and thrash,
To mount the unmountable magtape,
To stop the unstoppable crash!
This is my quest -
To debug that code,
No matter how hopeless,
No matter the load,
To write those routines
Without question or pause,
To be willing to hack FORTRAN IV
For a heavenly cause.
And I know if I'll only be true
To this glorious quest,
That my code will run CUSPy and calm
When it's put to the test.
And the queue will be better for this,
That one man, scorned and destined to lose,
Still strove with his last allocation
To scrap the unscrappable kludge!