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Whan in Aprille with many skills astute,
were patched all vulnerabilities to root,
Frogges of of swamps and rivers bende
to the Centre Moscone for conferences wende.

Ther yn the aire-porte as we on a plaan waited,
I tooke felaweshipe with them at the tarminal gated.

Me thynketh it acordaunt to resoun
To telle yow al the condicioun
Of ech of hem, so as it semed me,
And whiche they weren, and of what degree.

An Executive Chief ther was, a worthy frogge,
That fro the tyme he left the bog
he loved fones and apps, and made his abode
with the fredom of software source code.

With hym ther was a Frogge of Science,
On bookes and on lernynge was his reliance.
Sownynge in math and logyk was his speche,
And gladly wolde he lerne and gladly teche.

Another frogge was ther in a tie, I shoude tel.
Wel koude he in eschaunge services selle.
For sothe he was a worthy frogge with alle,
But, sooth to seyn, I noot how men hym calle.

A pyrate was ther, with one eye to weep.
Of nyce conscience took he no keep.
If that he faught and hadde the hyer hand,
He took license keys hoom from every land.

As tyme semed to pas with the pace of a snayle,
It was agreed that we shoude each share a tale.
The teller of best sentence and leastest exhaust
Shal have a fine soper at oure aller cost.