In front of the screen they sit,
Day in and day out, bit by bit.
Their eyes strain and their minds ache,
As they solve problems and code to make.

The endless lines of code they write,
Their hands and fingers in endless flight.
The clock ticks by, the hours blend,
And still they work, until the very end.

Bugs and glitches, oh so many,
Their work is never quite done, it seems plenty.
The constant updates,...