I chose to do a freelance poem.
Monkeys:
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Verse 1:
Charles sitting, staring at code.
Dave standing over shoulder.
The presure is on.
Chorus:
U-B-B Monkeys. U-B-B Monkeys! Hacking the code, addin features, coding the program. U-B-B Monkeys! U-B-B Monkeys!
Verse 2:
Charles is sweating, like a big pig, coding all night. He finished version 6.3.1. Oh no, the testers found, like, 10 small bugs.
Chorus:
U-B-B Monkeys. U-B-B Monkeys! Hacking the code, addin features, coding the program. U-B-B Monkeys! U-B-B Monkeys!
Verse 3:
Charles confirms, with the bosses, everythings OK. They send us, the final BETA, everything looks fine. They send UBB, to the public, the work is all gone. No, no its not. Time for 6.4.
Chorus:
U-B-B Monkeys. U-B-B Monkeys! Hacking the code, addin features, coding the program. U-B-B Monkeys! U-B-B Monkeys!