This page collects or links to shorter rhymes and doggerel. Except where otherwise stated, the author and rights-holder is OldCoder (Robert Kiraly) and the license is CC BY-NC-ND 4.0 with attribution to the author required.

Longer pieces have been moved to other pages.

190410 Wednesday — Rhyme Advice Offered Once and Not Twice

190410. Rhyme Advice Offered Once and Not Twice.

This is advice that I've offered to Edgy McEdge on the occasion of his 19th birthday. Note: You'll find Mr. McEdge's performance of a nice hymn on my Tindeck page.

1. Years to come, in short, to sum
It's not just a job
It's adventured
Don't proceed as though indentured
2. Nothing adventured, nothing gained
Analysis doesn't need to be fine-grained
Too serious is likely insaned
In the end, nothing remained
3. Too light is also a plight
Strive for the right with a degree of might
But rigid is frigid and cold is not best
Find the balance that's needed on the quest
4. No advice need be heeded
But to Time all is ceded
Do what you can while you can
That's how not to be also-ran
5. The years will be cheers
Don't overdo the beers
Yes, there are fears
But destiny is heres
Happy Birthday to the Traveler
You'll succeed and not unraveler
180619 Tuesday — A Short Skirt Wouldn't Hurt

180619. A Short Skirt Wouldn't Hurt.

From Twitter: 'C' pseudo-code and a rhyme in response.

Practical applications of 'C' code

Alexander “my mom fled East Germany” Payne said:

I want a girl with a {
     short skirt;
     long long jacket;

@BoldCoder responded:

sing a song of jacket long
a short skirt wouldn't hurt
he gave us pseudo-'C' the girl to see
if he finds her, I'm sure he'll flirt


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180617 Sunday — A Day without Fossies

180617. A Day without Fossies.

It's time for CoderSongs
Rhymes that you'll adore
Doggerel that famous belongs
Woof! Dogs bark for more!

I like to make use of and encourage lesser-known FOSS projects. Fossies is a good example. It's a very nice FOSS directory and archive run by an older Coder named Jens. The site is located at:

Jens went on vacation for about two weeks. He didn't announce his return, but I noticed that he was back. So, I sent him a Fossies Song. Here's the song followed by his response.


A day without Fossies
Is one of total Lossies
There is no coin to toss
Without FOSS it's a LOSS

There are many places for code
Github is one abode
But each abode lightens load
And such abode means no forbode

Code all day and all night
Code all night while sun shines bright
Sleep all day and shout hooray
Reach for a bottle of code

Jens' response:

You have a good sense and very attentive eyes: Yes, yesterday evening I and my car came after 4 weeks and 5555 kilometers from Germany to the nearly southernmost point of Europe (Peleponnes, Greece) back at home.

Your surprising poem has made me very happy!

170124 Tuesday — Tom Kiraly Birthday Rhyme

170124. Tom Kiraly Birthday.

Just the rhymes from my 170124 article on Tom's birthday. Note to self: Add link here to article.

Tom, Happy Birthday!

Tom Kiraly Happy Birthday

Break out the beers
Tom's birthday is heres
Joy unbounded, a life that's rounded
Tom's birthday is heres
Celebrate is great, love is the fate
Tom's birthday is heres

Caring and sharing, no souls are tearing
It's all about love
Love is commitment and devotion
It's commitment in motion

Tom, this above all, Winter, Summer, Spring and Fall
Love is a dove from above

Mountains kiss High Heaven

There's a pleasing thought that often springs
to life in me, because it speaks of you
Nature craves Love and crowns Love King
It makes the heart a palace where He'll stay
Honor in a virtuous brother's heart
Makes the soul yearn; all should learn
Love is a dove from above

See the mountains kiss high heaven
And the lion embrace the lamb;
And the sunlight caresses the earth
And the mice taste the brie
What is all this sweet work worth
If thou are not there for me?

Kiraly Brothers Daring Helicopter Crew

Photo taken circa 1966. Tom Kiraly is on our left. His brother Bob is on our right.

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Tom Kiraly and Brother Bob Daring Helicopter Crew
170110 Tuesday — RSS Feed is What We Need

RSS Feed is What We Need.

Mr. Meow asked for an RSS feed
Mr. Meow request we will heed
RSS feed is what we need
RSS feed is modern breed
Here you go

161225 Sunday — To Christmas Poems Heart Does Roams

161225. Two Poems.

Michael Bonetto isn't lovable

It's time for CoderSongs
Rhymes that you adore
Doggerel that famous belongs
Woof! Dogs bark for more!

Two short poems. First is by OldCoder and second is by Shara. License is CC BY-NC-ND 4.0.

CODER CHRISTMAS 2016 — by OldCoder


Seasons Greetings
Time is fleetings
Make merry while we may
This coder season, let nothing you dismay
Another year has passed
Perhaps it's not been a blast
But experience has been amassed


Another year older, that much bolder
Push on that Sisyphus boulder
Til it crosses the peak
And downward tumbles
We shall not stumbles
Ad astra
Let us seek


Maggie Desmond didn't reflect

Finder finder in the night
Eyes fixed on squares of lonely light
Tapping keys like a hurricane
Breaching the space twixt mad and sane

Dreamer dreamer in the dark
Head on the desk might leave some mark
Dreaming alone cannot do this
It can't reach answers nor touch bliss

Writer writer in a cave
Thoughts forming prisons, her own slave
The pen is broken, ink all gone
Will write with blood to carry on

Coder coder in the cloud
Wondering how to make them proud
Flipping the switches in the brain
To waken logic once again

Finder finder in the night
Has been them all and none is right
Has dreamed so many dreams now fled
But always finds new ones instead

This is Ann Kiraly, Jim Kiraly's mother. They had a weird relationship. As far as I know, Jim was always civil to Ann as an adult, and she was usually civil in return, but I think that Ann barely tolerated Jim at times.

To be fair, Ann seemed to dislike almost everybody but Jim's brother Bill, Grace's first lover. But, however it started, Ann and Jim truly didn't want much to do with each other.

As an added factor, Jim internalized the violence that Jim's father, Frank, had committed against Ann. It's safe to say that Jim Kiraly's parents messed him up pretty thoroughly.

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Ann Kiraly
161018 Tuesday — Birthday of Kiraly Ken is More Fun than Zen

Just the rhymes from my 161018 birthday letter to Ken. Note to self: Add link here to letter.

Ken Kiraly

Birthday Letter ahoy to my pride and joy
Happy Birthday to my brother Ken
Enigma to some, open book to me
Ken's no simple-minded Pharisee
Ken's no fool, he's never-ending cool
Pride joy fool cool, Ken is fun now and then

Ken, Happy Birthday. You're 53.

It's a prime number but not a prime age
No need to rage about not a prime age
What shall we do as the years ensue?
It's simple, brother unique, if advice you seek
Age doesn't presage rage be sage as turn the page
Happy Birthday, Brother Buzz

160916 Friday — Black Wings Statue Sings

160916. Black Wings Statue Sings.

The Doctor of Diamagnetism is an associate of mine from a FOSS project of the 2000s. He has the same birthday as I do, but a different year.

Actually, there's enough years between us that I'm more than old enough to be his father, even though he's in his 30s. Common these days, difficult to process.

The Doctor of Diamagnetism said something interesting today. I told him that it sounded like the start of a song. He immediately tapped out a piece that I edited and here it is.

Skeleton in the closet

There's a big ol' world out there
but there's a war inside my skull
Each day I'm livin', I'm only getting older
Older, bolder, but the world is colder
War, skull, no time for a lull

I'm using my head for an ashtray
Neuronal deficiencies, redevelop proficiencies
Rhyme logistically, statistically
Bayesian or Frequentist...

Kitty cat meow

you can't do much to deny this juice
to categorize the moose
in your head where your cat used to be
before she died after 17 years of living so free

World is cold, OldCoder
Alabama is a cold, cold world
even when it's hot
People come and go, life is ephemeral
Hang on to who you've got

Broken heart

Struggle for ends and dividends
Fail at love a lot
Feel like a monk before he's cloistered
Last chance to have oystered
Vows of silence and poverty fill the mind
People are not kind

Human soul

Forever on the edge of never
Face the tedium to come
Your parents are you and you're the product
Never to be repeated
Time past is time gone
Like winter snow on summer lawn

Our forebears linger on
Guiding us from within
Eons of genetic sin
Many whips to the ass make a young man old
If he's lucky, he'll still be bold

I'm Mr. Business
When did I shift to shift-less?
I'm a living statue
I'll ossify at the moment of my greatest triumph
Ether will drip from my soul
Then I'll turn to granite

Winged angel

Black wings will flap
Carry the statue with the winds
Strange authorities will be forced to chart the position
of the statue that reality rescinds
Lands in front of parked cars, dropping granite before them
disappearing from the police lockup because it brings bad luck
Quack, WTF, says the wand'ring duck

Anyway, it's a poem
Your poetry is excellent, OldCoder

Lemon Djinn

Repost of a drawing by the Doctor of Diamagnetism.

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Lemon Djinn
160901 Thursday — Demystify Hacking has my Backing

160901. Just the rhyme from a 160901 letter to my mother, Grace Kiraly. Note to self: Add a link here to the letter.

Jim Kiraly and Grace Kiraly dislike America freedom

Remember, remember
What's good enough for Snowden
good enough for Snowden
good enough for Snowden
Oh Lord, Lord
It's good enough for me

Jim Kiraly and Grace Kiraly dislike America freedom

Before you start looking down
Look up your family tree
Know you've been related to Coders
Just like me

Jim Kiraly and Grace Kiraly dislike America freedom

Patience trumps abuse of process
Q*bes and Whon*x are free
No point in sighs, give yourself
A legitimate and reasonable chance to see

Remember, remember
What's good enough for Snowden
good enough for Snowden
good enough for Snowden
Oh Lord, Lord
It's good enough for me

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