Generated lyrics for conversational whimsy

Recently, I was excited to share with Harpo an opportunity where a piece of 5 year old code was useful in a completely separate context and program. As we begrudged the need of the code, we quipped:

“Ye olde XMLe…”

“So frustratingly needed…”

That sounded like a drinking song to me, and instead of just hearing the song in my head and coming up with a few bad lyrics to fill in the fuzzy rhythms imagined - I decided to ask:

Hi ChatGPT, can you come up with the lyrics to a rousing drinking song that starts: 'Ye old xml, so frustratingly needed'

This is what ChatGPT Generated:

(Verse 1)
Ye old XML, so frustratingly needed,
A language so complex, yet we can't be defeated.
With tags we must nest, and syntax we dread,
But gather 'round, my friends, as we raise our glasses high instead!

(Chorus)
For we'll toast to the coders, and the parsers we write,
To the nights spent debugging, till the morning light.
In the glow of our screens, we'll raise our ale,
And sing to the glory, of ye old XML!

(Verse 2)
We wrangle with nodes, and we wrestle with trees,
And curse at the syntax that brings us to our knees.
But with each closing tag, we find victory anew,
In this world of coding, there's nothing we can't do!

(Chorus)
For we'll toast to the coders, and the parsers we write,
To the nights spent debugging, till the morning light.
In the glow of our screens, we'll raise our ale,
And sing to the glory, of ye old XML!

(Bridge)
As the hours tick by, and our eyes grow weary,
We'll smile through the pain, our vision gone bleary.
For it's the coder's life we've chosen to live,
To XML's mysteries, our hearts we give!

(Verse 3)
We'll master DTDs and schemas as well,
And conquer the quirks that make our lives a living hell.
With each line of code, we'll toast to our might,
In the company of comrades, we'll drink through the night!

(Chorus)
For we'll toast to the coders, and the parsers we write,
To the nights spent debugging, till the morning light.
In the glow of our screens, we'll raise our ale,
And sing to the glory, of ye old XML!

(Outro)
So let us celebrate, the language we've tamed,
With glasses held high, and our pride unashamed.
For in the end, it's our stories we'll tell,
Of the victories and struggles, with ye old XML!

Written by: Peter Kagstrom, ChatGPT

Thumbnail image generated by Stable Diffusion with prompt:
An abstract minimalist representation of two people being entertained by the language of a whimsical robot improvising drinking songs about programming