Изучал различные quotes collections и повстречал такое вот чудо.
And now for something truly, absolutely and unabashedly stupid for poetry lovers….
The text of the poem follows:
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^”’$$-
!*=@$
%*<>~#4
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The poem can only be appreciated by reading it aloud, to wit:
Waka waka bang splat tick tick hash,
Caret quote back-tick dollar dollar dash,
Bang splat equal at dollar under-score,
Percent splat waka waka tilde number four,
Ampersand bracket bracket dot dot slash,
Vertical-bar curly-bracket comma comma CRASH.
– Anon.
(c) http://www.info.bw/~jacana/QuotesP.htm
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Экология и вегетарианство на благо всем живым существам Планеты.
В продолжение поэтической темы…
Lyrics: Lesch & Uspensky «Wild Router» (в девичестве Nick Cave «Wild Rose»)
From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one
As she started in my eyes and smiled
For her screen were the colour of routers
That stood down the server, all blue and wild
When he knocked on my door and entered as root
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first admin, and with a careful hand
He wiped at the bugs that run down my face..
They call me The Sucksmuze Die
but my name was Chicago Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Chicago Day
On the second day I brought her a net-card
She was more beautiful than any system I?d seen
And I Said «Do you know
Where the *NIX servers grow
So sweet and stable and free?»
On the second day he came with a single device
Said «Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?»
And he NODded my head, when I lay on the bed
He said,"If I enter the address will you follow?»
On a third day he took me to the server.
He showed me routers and we kissed.
And the last thing, I?ve heard
Was a melted word,
As he stood smiling above me with a hard in his hand.
On the last day I took her where the *NIX servers grow
As she setted up the hard, the led light as a thief
As I kissed her goodbye, I said, «All Windows MUST DIE»
Found and planted a floppy between her teeth
Миллион, миллион, миллион мегадоз.. (Поётся на мотив известной песни А.Б.Пугачёвой)