Node, node on the page
   where the monks and the learned do play.
Where seldom is writ a discouraging snit
   and the trolls are not welcome to stay.

How often at night when the chatter is light
   With the code from the wisest of saints
Have I sat there amazed and asked as I gazed
   where they learned their stricts and taints

Node, node on the page
   where the monks and the learned do play.
Where seldom is writ a discouraging snit
   and the trolls are not welcome to stay.

Where my code is made pure, the answers are free
   the snippets so tiny and light
That I would not exchange my node on the page
   for all of the Karma so bright.

Node, node on the page
   where the monks and the learned do play.
Where seldom is writ a discouraging snit
   and the trolls are not welcome to stay.

Oh, I read the wise posts on this dear site of ours.
   The reaped, I do hear them scream.
And I scan the best nodes and search various links
   to improve an apprentice so green.

Node, node on the page
   where the monks and the learned do play.
Where seldom is writ a discouraging snit
   and the trolls are not welcome to stay.