CSE 505: Smalltalk Haikus
Haiku with questionable smalltalk style
i ride a turtle
into object nirvana
evan become: nil
(Editor's node: a real smalltalk programmer would
have avoided encoding the name of the haiku writer in the haiku itself
and replaced "evan" with "self" as below:)
i ride a turtle
into object nirvana
self become: nil
A Really Subtle non-Haiku
smalltalk geeks
waste my time,
generations yet unborn
will write in C
Haikus rated PG-13, due to violent content and adult themes
smalltalk is a ballerina
reminds me of eating with chopsticks
though harming itself
smalltalk eat my brain
cherry closures of blood flow
broken fingers sigh
With one more hour
There should be time for Smalltalk
Instead there is pain.
On All Hollows eve
Come as a Smalltalk object
Students run in fear.
Smalltalk is pure joy
Like bashing my head firmly
With a large, red brick.
Smalltalk flickers like
a candle in a window
and turns into fireworks.
Smalltalk Man wrestles
to conquer a simple tree
A squirrel scampers.
Haikus of frustration
The browsers looks pretty,
the editor's for dummy;
Smalltalk is kinda tricky
Smalltalk is a crock.
If you knew the time I spent,
you would be in shock.
Smalltalk: turned it on
confusion made big silence
Smalltalk: turned me down
Smalltalk is an elegant
language using artistic abstractions rendering
my code just as crappily as usual.
Turtles climbing trees,
lost i piles of windows.
Squiralling back home.
Sorry no thought left.
I was here in Sieg far too late last night.
Obsessed with Smalltalk.
Literary Haikus
smalltalk is easy
as writing Tolstoy in Latin
with a hammer and chisel.
small talk is defined
light social converstation
webster used it not
Cunningly Idented Haikus
smalltalk is a brook
become a torrent in the heavy rains
drowning small children
bin tree pathetic
scampering squirrels. object?
all things are objects.
Water runs down stream
Stirred and cupped by the objects
Clear cool collections
Non-Haikus
"I don't believe in God. But if (it/he/she) exists, (it/he/she) must
be a son of a holy bitch."
-- Henry Miller