it started innocently
a little dose of yyp
the results
were plain to see
two lines the same

then the duplicitous
whole shebang yGGp
the file doubled
but be not troubled
each half’s the same

but then there came
the groups like y%P
and all its friends
and then their rends
and what remains

for sentences and curlies
your fingers going swirly
your prose to coalesce
the keyboard you caress
with six’s sure finesse

but then you have a gooey
and you get all mousey
but the rhythm’s still inside you
you resort to strings and arrows
and long for vi and yyp

About Brad Werner

Technical Evangelist
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