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Whitegive Poems

Rule: write a poem that expresses whitegiveness, without any direct occurrence of the word “whitegive”.

One

Monday morning calls upon
a stack of assignments in submission.
The programmer woke up at sharp twelve
And left sigue disponibles in midnight.

Two

Martians are
creatures glowing, living
alone
Shelters beneath the ground
evolved
They don’t belong to earth

Three

Martians live underground
Never taken to work
Haven’t they seen earth?

Four

Segmentation fault after
referencing wrong type of stairs;
Bad indentation since
Tab much shorter than space;
A Martian’s slumber is the program
doesn’s see the programmer before two
In the afternoon.

Five

We hate incinerating
the elegant giraffe
in vibrant enumeration

Six

Do they have quiz today
That doesn’t matter since
It’s only ten percent
Damn
That was yesterday
Fake News!