At a party
The mood takes a hit
When two thirds talk about
Coding el33t
Oh the levels, how they differ
Those compensations, how lovely
They go only double and treble
That interview and this
A 400k offer that you shouldn't miss
A lowball from the almighty Google
But you can play them against
Amazon's mouthy moneyed kiss.
How about some design
For the large system
Years of experience?
Bah that matters not,
There's only the raw grinding sessions.
I whisper,
Mostly to myself
And what dear sirs
Will you do with your millions
And the way you talk, your billions
Make a house out of the paper bricks
Or right the mighty seas?
There was once a man, oh so wise
Who looked for his lost pen on the outside
Oh dear friend, said a fellow, is this where you lost it?
Nah said our man so wise, but it's dark inside.
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