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As I scribble down this poem
I remember Tim Berners Lee.
Talking about HTML,
There's nothing I could tell.
Memorizing the codes,
Oh it made my brain explode.
If I'm just a smart gal,
Then it wouldn't be an obstacle.
As I listen to my teacher explain,
At that moment I was burning into flame.
There's no choice for me to do,
But to try and learn from it too.
It made such technological advances,
So what should I guess.
It made a great help,
But still suffering was what I have felt.
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As I scribble down this poem
I remember Tim Berners Lee.
Talking about HTML,
There's nothing I could tell.
Memorizing the codes,
Oh it made my brain explode.
If I'm just a smart gal,
Then it wouldn't be an obstacle.
As I listen to my teacher explain,
At that moment I was burning into flame.
There's no choice for me to do,
But to try and learn from it too.
It made such technological advances,
So what should I guess.
It made a great help,
But still suffering was what I have felt.
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