The Rime of The Acient Programmer

Uma paródia da [The Rime Of the Ancient Mariner]( Hear the rime of the Ancient Programmer See his eye as he compiles one of three Mesmerises one of the testing guys Stay here and listen to the nightmares of the IT And the test goes on, as the manager passes by Caught by his spell and the Programmer tells his tale. Driven south to the land of the comments and code To a place where programmer's been Through the code flies on the albatross Hailed in Murphys's name, hoping good luck it brings. And the test goes on, back to the North Through the requirements and comments and the albatross follows on The Programmer kills the bird of good omen His teammates cry against what he's done But when code compiles, they justify him And make themselves a part of the crime. Coding on and on and North across IT Coding on and on and North 'till all is done The albatross begins with its vengeance A terrible curse a crash has begun His teammates blame bad luck on the Programmer On his back, the manager stands And the bugs goes on and on and on at IT And the crash goes on and on for the users and for me "Day after day, day after day, we stuck nor fix nor promotion As idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean Bugs, bugs everywhere more than debugger can find crashes, chrashes everywhere and no dump to find" There, calls the programmer there comes a strange message in the logs But how can he debug with no memory dump in the core and no files? See... onward she comes Onwards she nears, out of the SUN See... she has no team He has no life, wait but there's two Analyst and she the Analyst she designed a new classes for the team She shows the Programmer and he coded it now. Then ... the team one by one They starting fixing, two hundred men She... She, the IT Analyst She shows them the bugs, design ones "One after one by the star dogged moon, too quick for groan or sigh The manager turned his face with a ghastly pang and cursed me with his eye Four times fifty living men (they had no life nor weekend), had to code the fixes for a SUN, and they fixed the bugs one by one." The bugs it lives on in their eyes The Programmer he wished he'd die Along with the application bugs But they lived on, so did he. And by the light of the moon He prays for his code not doom With comments he blesses them Murphy's creatures all of them too. Then the app starts to run The manager gets out from his back Thanks for effort and goes back to IT Then down in falls comes the release. Hear the groans of the lifeless team men See them stir and they start to rise Bodies lifted with lots of coffee None of them speak and they're lifeless in their eyes And revenge is still sought, penance starts again Crashes in the users face and the nightmare carries on. Now the curse is finally lifted And the Programmer drives home Spirits go from the long dead bugs Form their own failures and the Programmer's left alone And then a support guy came running towards him It was a joy he could not believe The support guy, the client and the team lead Penance of life will fall onto Him. And the code it ships like product from the IT And the Manager forgives the Programmer of his sins The Programmer's bound to tell of his story To tell his tale wherever he works To teach Murphys's word by his own example That we must code all requirements she had made. And the release fest's a sad and wiser man And the tale goes on and on and on. "Youtube Search") que eu escrevi:

Hear the rime of the Ancient Programmer See his eye as he compiles one of three Mesmerises one of the testing guys Stay here and listen to the nightmares of the IT And the test goes on, as the manager passes by Caught by his spell and the Programmer tells his tale. Driven south to the land of the comments and code To a place where programmer's been Through the code flies on the albatross Hailed in Murphys's name, hoping good luck it brings. And the test goes on, back to the North Through the requirements and comments and the albatross follows on The Programmer kills the bird of good omen His teammates cry against what he's done But when code compiles, they justify him And make themselves a part of the crime. Coding on and on and North across IT Coding on and on and North 'till all is done The albatross begins with its vengeance A terrible curse a crash has begun His teammates blame bad luck on the Programmer On his back, the manager stands And the bugs goes on and on and on at IT And the crash goes on and on for the users and for me "Day after day, day after day, we stuck nor fix nor promotion As idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean Bugs, bugs everywhere more than debugger can find crashes, chrashes everywhere and no dump to find" There, calls the programmer there comes a strange message in the logs But how can he debug with no memory dump in the core and no files? See... onward she comes Onwards she nears, out of the SUN See... she has no team He has no life, wait but there's two Analyst and she the Analyst she designed a new classes for the team She shows the Programmer and he coded it now. Then ... the team one by one They starting fixing, two hundred men She... She, the IT Analyst She shows them the bugs, design ones "One after one by the star dogged moon, too quick for groan or sigh The manager turned his face with a ghastly pang and cursed me with his eye Four times fifty living men (they had no life nor weekend), had to code the fixes for a SUN, and they fixed the bugs one by one." The bugs it lives on in their eyes The Programmer he wished he'd die Along with the application bugs But they lived on, so did he. And by the light of the moon He prays for his code not doom With comments he blesses them Murphy's creatures all of them too. Then the app starts to run The manager gets out from his back Thanks for effort and goes back to IT Then down in falls comes the release. Hear the groans of the lifeless team men See them stir and they start to rise Bodies lifted with lots of coffee None of them speak and they're lifeless in their eyes And revenge is still sought, penance starts again Crashes in the users face and the nightmare carries on. Now the curse is finally lifted And the Programmer drives home Spirits go from the long dead bugs Form their own failures and the Programmer's left alone And then a support guy came running towards him It was a joy he could not believe The support guy, the client and the team lead Penance of life will fall onto Him. And the code it ships like product from the IT And the Manager forgives the Programmer of his sins The Programmer's bound to tell of his story To tell his tale wherever he works To teach Murphys's word by his own example That we must code all requirements she had made. And the release fest's a sad and wiser man And the tale goes on and on and on.