Stopping by Website on a Busy Evening
Whose site this is I think I know.
I use a proxy server though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his page counter grow.
My colleague must think it queer
To stop working without a fear
Of my job being at stake
On the busiest evening of the year.
He gives my shoulder a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the beep
Of the error message from Make.
The web is lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And lines to code before I sleep,
And lines to code before I sleep.
~BoltBait (aka David Issel)... and Robert Frost