Since Rob’s been encouraging me, and because it’s been That Kind of Day already, I thought I’d share with you a ditty that just popped into my head:
(To the tune of “Sing a Song of Sixpence”)
Sing a song of hacking,
The boss is getting spam;
All the sleazy vendors
Know who I am;
I can’t get my work done,
They all come bitch at me,
Why, oh why am I still working in securitee?
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on 08/03 at 02:17 PM:Actually, what others songs could I request? 99 bottles of beer on the wall? Momma’s gonna buy you a mockingbird?
99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer!
Take one down, for a server’s pwnd, 98 bottles of beer on the wall!
on 08/04 at 12:07 PM:Doesn’t look like you’re doing much work to me!
Have you seen this: http://www.randomhaiku.com/ the results are astounding:
Balancing my chair,
Paris borrowed my fingers,
Under the gravel.
I can’t say it any better than that.
Keep up the good work.
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Nice! I think it would be a good exercise to write a security/IT haiku a day.
It is a labor of love, this field!