Antibugish

by Martin L. Shoemaker (with apologies to Hughes Mearns)

Yesterday, to my despair,
I met a bug that wasn’t there
It wasn’t there again today
The boss says, “Fix it anyway…”

When I knocked off last night at three
The bug was nowhere I could see
But eight a.m., the clients call:
The bug is back, afflicts them all!
Go debug, go debug, it never happens to me!
Go debug, go debug, there’s nothing I can see… (slam!)

Last night I saw to my despair
A little bug that wasn’t there
It wasn’t there again today
How will I prove it’s gone away?

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One Response to Antibugish

  1. Love this, and commiserate.

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