Stopping by CSV on a Busy Evening
Whose code this is I think I know. His work is on another website, though; He will not see me clone his repo, To watch my Highcharts scale new highs.
My little laptop must think it queer To commit new code with a deadline so near Between the evening news and morning shows The most productive hours of the night.
He gives his monitor a flicker To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound's the tap-tap-tap Of gentle keyboard and springy mousepad.
The repo is lovely, well-organized and well, needs documentation, But I have promises to keep, And lines of code to go before I sleep, And lines of code to go before I sleep.
Join us, won’t you?