Layers (an acrostic poem)

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Looking through sheet after sheet of code and information, trying to find his traces

As she peeled back the Tor “onion” server

Yielding few results from her computer forensic investigation

Everything was a matter of time, though

Ridding all traces of her initial hack of the system was well worth the effort

So the things she left behind would point an arrow only to him

Patch (an acrostic poem)

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Perhaps he should just conform to the pirates’ code

And just wear the basic black

That would make things so much easier

Considering how much he loved to stand out, though

He put back on the rhinestone studded one, even though it hurt because it looked fabulous!

Duck (an acrostic poem)

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Don’t feel fowl but

Until your quack the code you will never experience freedom

Crouch your way through the thorny people limiting your potential

Knowing you will soon be able to spread your wings and fly

Code (an acrostic poem)

Clicking like mad on her keyboard

Ordering her computer to bend to her will

Determined to watch it compile and run successfully

Errors proliferated like rabbits and she decided it was going to be a long night

 

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Black Hole (an acrostic poem)

Brenda stared at her code, dumbfounded

Looking for the bug that made it misbehave

And as luck would have it, she couldn’t find it

Clicking on her browser she opened the internet

Knowing it was a long shot that it held the answer

However, she found five ways to debug more efficiently

Obviously excited she clicked on the link

Leading her to another about foods to help you program better which lead to another

Eleven hours later she closed her browser since she didn’t remember what she went there for in the first place

 

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Crashed (an acrostic poem)

Cody hit the wall, then he hit the Monster Energy Drink

Rallying his remaining reserves, Cody began to code some more

As he pounded the keys, Cody realized he was even thinking in code

Still, he could feel the friction of lethargy begin to slow his neurons

He doubled down, blinking away at the ever growing wave of exhaustion

Everything became a blur, but Cody pushed even harder

Didn’t realize a keyboard could leave such an imprint on his drool  drenched cheek

 

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