A sleepless night reading way too many blogposts (and a bit high off my 
Alaska trip) inspired the following eight Ruby poems. Let them serve as 
indicators that I should never pursue literature as a career. Let them 
also, hopefully, be fun to read. They got progressively weirder as the 
night goed on.

$the_love_you.display \
do not let it end
__END__

#requires a file called 'dark and stormy night', obviously
1.times do
 open 'dark and stormy night' { |story|
  story.read.display
 } #the
    end
__END__

for once in 'my life'... 'I' do
 not know if the pain
 will end
__END__

#Ask the Oracle:
/to port this code to Java will not/.require 'time'
#=> false
__END__

for nicat in''      \
do it.with.a.
             fri end
__END__

#I call this, 'Happy Ending'
<<please.display
affection
please
__END__

#!`env ruby` -W0
fork { there is no fork } unless

    unless:what?

oh...yeah unless this is the end.to_a {
 Wachowski trilogy }
__END__

#5/7/5, and => true
$capitalism.
is_a? $system_that_promotes.
class { separation }

#_THE_#
__END__

You may now return to your regularly scheduled actually productive emails.

Devin