Doubles in my do-while loop
Iterate tenfold my improvement effort
Although dragons spin a hoop
To derange dynamics in my diligence fort.
Integers both short and long munch
Bandwidth in codes I love to hate
When pooped out I want no more number crunch
That by no means makes my coding great.
Strings and literals stream nearby
Teasing and quizzing my left brain
When coding syntax from a layby
Elects to travel away on a strain train.
Booleans and bullies I do consult
To decide whether to say yes or no
When the non-initiated on my coding pours an insult
Although they can't gyrate my java jaw.
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