Sonnet of Doom, Act I: The Coding Wars

In days of yore, where code was pure and true, Where functions didn't loop, and bugs didn't accrue, Our heroes coded on, with hearts full of cheer, And debuggers didn't make them want to disappear.

But now, in this dark age, where code's gone gray, And every line's a minefield, night and day, Our heroes toil, with eyes full of despair, And wonder, wonder, why they ever coded there.