Geek Poetry

A friend sent this to me. A fun bit of poetry:

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Tiger, Tiger burning bright
Like a geek who works all night
What new-fangled bit or byte
Could ease the hacker's weary plight?

To the most despised collections' cast
We'll bid a fond farewell at last
With generics' burning spear
The need for cast will disappear

While Iterators have their uses
They sometimes strangle us like nooses
With enhanced-for's deadly ray
Iterator's kept at bay

When from the collections ints are drawn
Wrapper classes make us mourn
When Tiger comes, we'll shed no tears
We'll autobox them in the ears

The int-enum will soon be gone
Like a foe we've known too long.
With type safe-enum's mighty power
Our foe will bother us no more

And from the constant interface
We shall inherit no disgrace
With static import at our side
Our joy will be unqualified

As for noble metadata
I'll have to sing its praises later
Its uses are so numerous
To give their due, I'd miss the bus

O joyless nights, o joyless days
Our programs cluttered with arrays
With varargs here, we needn't whine;
We'll simply put the args inline

Tiger, Tiger burning bright
Like a geek who works all night
What new-fangled bit or byte
Could ease the hacker's weary plight?