Fairest dimension we place all our trust
Our productivity we must increase
All interfaces true, this is a must
Discord systems reduce,control,decrease
With coke and hope, clear specs, our only fuel
Programmers, analysts together brought
Was ever there a project born so cruel?
A plan ,illusion, now there is a thought
How can those terrified vague fingers push
The sticky keys whence code and wisdom flies?
And how can work, laid in that white hot rush,
Be naught but wrong,where error lives and lies?
To sleep, to wake, to work, to code, to sleep
Completely mad,designed to make us weep

[But I am not Bitter]