Ariel

The first post-holiday week was probably difficult. I want to sleep and do not want to work.
I dilute it a bit with a sad IT-oriented poem based on real events that happened ... But it doesn’t matter who happened to.

I
Oh, the IT world, you're stingy with feelings,
You are dry and like dust.
And I would not call art
Trying to make a fairy tale,
When instead of shaking hands,
You said hello in jabber,
And by accidentally clicking
Missing in the area of ​​the Internet.

So I thought about five years ago,
But he understood the error:
“How wrong was I, drinking!”
And still aroused in excitement.
It did not happen overnight.
I smoothly sunk into this world.
Now this work - in happiness,
And on the Internet, my broadcast.

But yesterday a miracle happened -
I met the goddess in the park.
And I do not understand where it came from,
And among friends already own.
All day wandering around the city,
The rink and the shooting range and the bar went.
Friends brought me all with her
And in the matchmaking of all surpassed.
')
And in the evening in the rays of sunset
Under Bonobo and Massive Attack
I was looking for a lie in the eyes of gambling
The one whose story is all this.
The beech speaker was breaking,
Doing romance around,
For the gentle babble hiding
The story, driving crazy, suddenly.

She does not live near
Although in the same country with me.
Iron flame projectile
The girl flew to me.
Purposefully flew
I was looking for exactly me.
Her soul has been sick for a long time
But, be a father, I would give a belt.

II
“Do you remember the IT forum?
How did you argue with Ariel?
You offered to go to hell
On the phrase that "we find the language."
Icarus on the forum friend,
Whom did you help with cisco?
A pitiful bird in the deaf garden,
Which is a troll, how could all?

Now their name is Camilla.
She sits in front of you.
Frankly, you're pretty sweet,
And not so angry at all.
You were a scum on the Internet
But clever, sharp as a drill
And he could challenge everyone in the world.
It drove me crazy.

Finding you was not easy -
You master puff brains to all.
But you are still fat -
Could not hide everything at all.
I went from site to site,
I was looking for your e-mail.
In the comments did not find everything.
Administrators - garbage.

I had to hack one site,
On the script vulnerability pile
And the whole database get it,
Then clean up your tracks.
I wrote to you in a letter
What "your resume is online
We are very interested
And you can come to our office. ”

The days went by - I waited,
However, there is no answer.
But my plans did not pass
And send IP packets.
Your host on ping sends the answer,
A chrome page opens:
Your blog "I give IT advice"
The web server is this.

Your articles, your humor, syllable
In the posts, I recognize these.
Whois helped me figure out
Your phone, I admit.
And I knew the city right away -
In the profile it is specified,
But the address can not be calculated -
Whois is not yours.

At the local forum found
Your number in the ad
About two kittens it was there -
Pushed them to the population.
I immediately scored you,
And the voice in the receiver sounded.
About the goal a little bit,
But the address you muttered to me.

III
Two days I diligently watched
Spied, you can say.
I strained your everyday life
And I can tell a lot.
But the matter remains for the small:
I joined the group of friends
As always,
And you finally waited.

IV
I listened to her with a shudder,
Goosebumps crowd.
I thought a simple date,
How much peace there is now.

By such persistence I am flattered
And in general, it is good.
Her charm is absorbed,
I smell lies to her soul.

I took her hand gently.
And, like, not guilty.
And threw, as I could, carelessly:
"Sorry, Ariel, I'm married."