Fucking with JS
Prehistory
I had dependency compatibility issues—classic JavaScript pain. Watched this fun video here for emotional support.
Then, I asked ChatGPT to write a poem using only tech terms. It was fine, but not fun. No soul, no edge.
So, I wrote it myself (mostly). Used some specific vocabulary, "prohibited" words—just to prove it's mine. Sorry for that. LLMs made amateur poetry less fun; now anyone can say, "Look what I wrote,".
And nowadays DeepSeek even does "specific" vocabulary no restrictions. Somewhat sad.
(Verse 1)
Oh, baby, you're my Next.js dream,
Wrap me in your TypeScript, make me gleam.
Our love's compiling, just like tRPC,
Tailwind blowing, sets my desires free.
(Chorus)
JavaScript fuck, fucking with JS,
Node.js swelling, like a hot caress.
Node_modules growing, it enters deep,
In the syntax of our love, we lose sleep.
(Verse 2)
You're my T4, sleek and fine,
Tamagui's touch, it's so divine.
Cross-platform passion, through Expo's light,
In the heat of the stack, we ignite.
(Chorus)
JavaScript fuck, fucking with JS,
Node.js swelling, like a hot caress.
Node_modules growing, it enters deep,
In the syntax of our love, we lose sleep.
(Bridge)
Next-Auth, Clerk-Expo, unlock my desire,
Supabase me, set my heart on fire.
Prisma, Lucia, Drizzle down on me,
Edge-compatible, set our spirits free.
(Chorus)
JavaScript fuck, fucking with JS,
Node.js swelling, like a hot caress.
Node_modules growing, it enters deep,
In the syntax of our love, we lose sleep.
(Verse 3)
React Native vibes, oh, they feel so right,
With every commit, we fuck all night.
SQL injections, raw and direct,
GraphQL queries, making us erect.
(Chorus)
JavaScript fuck, fucking with JS,
Node.js swelling, like a hot caress.
Node_modules growing, it enters deep,
In the syntax of our love, we lose sleep.
(Verse 4)
Microservices blowing, Docker's delight,
Kubernetes clusters, passion takes flight,
Blowjob functions, intense and sleek,
In our tech embrace, we reach the peak.
(Chorus)
JavaScript fuck, fucking with JS,
Node.js swelling, like a hot caress.
Node_modules growing, it enters deep,
In the syntax of our love, we lose sleep.
(Outro)
In the Tauri of our love, we'll compile,
Electron can wait, for just a while,
From the Edge of glory, to the WebAssembly skies,
In this JavaScript love, we rise