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45 lines
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A computer called Illiac4
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Had a rather tough bug in its core.
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It chewed up its cards
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And spewed yards and yards
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Of illegible tape on the floor.
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A computer, to print out a fact,
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Will divide, multiply, and subtract.
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But this output can be
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No more than debris,
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If the input was short of exact.
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-- Gigo
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A dreary young bank clerk named Fennis
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Wished to foster an aura of menace;
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To make people afraid
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He wore gloves of grey suede
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And white footgear intended for tennis.
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-- Edward Gorey
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A hacker who screwed a mag tape
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Was caught and convicted of rape.
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To jail he did go,
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From which, to his woe
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He couldn't get out with ESC.
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A linguist thought it a farce
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That memory space was so sparse.
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One day they increased it.
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Said he as he seized it:
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"At last! Enough core for the parse".
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A progressive professor named Winners
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Held classes each evening for sinners.
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They were graded and spaced
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So the vile and debased
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Would not be held back by beginners.
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A very intelligent turtle
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Found programming UNIX a hurdle
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The system, you see,
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Ran as slow as did he,
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And that's not saying much for the turtle.
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