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There’s a bug in my code, it’s causing distress, It crawls through the lines, making quite a mess! I’ll squash it, I’ll fix it, and debug with might, 'Til the code runs smooth and the bug takes flight.
Foo’s a placeholder, so don’t you stress, It’s just a name when you’re in a coding mess! Variables, functions, all in disguise, Foo’s the name that can mystify.
Bar’s a sidekick, right next to Foo, In the world of code, they’re always in view. Together they play in the logic and schemes, In the realm of programming, they’re code team dreams.
Quux is a riddle, a cryptic old term, In programming lore, it’s a function to learn. When you see Quux, just know it’s a clue, A placeholder or name, for the coder who’s true.
Fizzbuzz is simple, it’s a test to see, If you can count with a little decree. Divisible by three? It’s Fizz, you’ll shout, By five, it’s Buzz, you’ll figure it out!
Spaghetti code, so tangled and tight, Loops and conditions just don’t feel right. Refactor, clean up, it’s a messy sight, But with patience and time, you’ll make it all light.
The code is dead, but it’s risen once more, A zombie bug that you just can’t ignore. It roams through the night, unpredictable and free, Until you slay it, and it’s gone for eternity!
Gobbledygook, a confusing old mess, Words that make no sense, just cause distress. When code turns to gibberish, hard to decode, You’ll need clarity to get it in flow.
I’m just a N00b, learning the ropes, I stumble and fall, but I’ve got my hopes. The code’s a big world, but I’m here to play, I’ll learn with each step, and find my own way.
I’m waffling here, just rambling away, About code, or life, or the plans for the day. When the logic’s unclear and I don’t know the next part, Sometimes I waffle, but that’s just the start!
A snippet of code, so small and so neat, It solves a problem, makes things complete. In a line or two, it does the job fast, A handy little helper, it’s built to last.
At the Hackathon, we code through the night, Ideas are buzzing, solutions take flight. We hack and we build, no time for sleep, In twenty-four hours, the code runs deep.
I’m talking to my duck, explaining the plan, Sometimes just saying it helps understand. Rubber Duck Debugging, it’s a little bit strange, But the answers come clearer, when I take the range.
"Yoda conditions, they are tricky to see," The logic gets reversed, as confusing as can be. “If true the case is,” said with wisdom so deep, In Yoda-style code, confusion can creep!
I’m a code monkey, stuck in my chair, Typing all day with no time to spare. But when the code runs, and the bugs are all gone, I dance a small jig, feeling like I won!
I’m a Haxor, I’m slick, I’m sharp as a tack, I code in the shadows, no skills do I lack. With a tap on the keys, I make systems bend, And leave no trace—until the very end.
A splork of code, it’s a mix and a mash, The logic’s a jumble, it’s gone in a flash. But with a little cleanup, it all comes together, A splork can be magic, with some clever endeavor!
Regex, oh Regex, so cryptic and wild, A pattern, a match, it’s code’s special child. From emails to numbers, it finds them with grace, But make one small error, and it’s gone without trace!