This started off pretty well, but, with no direction i ended up with this. :( Feel free to pick it up in the middle and rewrite it.

In the bowels of the dungeon deep,
A place where only darkness creeps,
I came upon an aged man,
Who just put down another can,
And searching through some ancient code,
Just him alone in his own node,
A place one could call his abode.

His head was dull, a sickly green,
A strand of hair, could not be seen,
His eyes were wide, his fingers long,
And hissing forth some ancient song,
Alas! He stopped and turned around,
And stared at me without a sound,
Then growled at me from the ground.

He asked, "Whence you?" and flashed his eyes,
I gulped in fright, prepared good-byes,
He turned his head, "now go away,
Noone here wants you to stay!"
He stared once more and made me cower,
He looked as if he had the power,
The master of this dungeon's tower.

I gathered strength, all i could muster,
I spoke some words, that lost their luster,
"I'm Erik A, from code retention,"
Continued with some apprehension,
"We found a proc, with no source code,
The blasted thing will just not load,
That's when i came upon this road."

"The files here, they said might help,
I came to search, (but not to yelp),
I hoped to find, some paper trail,
Of old source code, whence it did hail,
They said that code, it used to be,
With document, for all to see,
But this was stopped to save the tree."

He rubbed his chair, and turned around,
Told me that such could not be found,
"That myth's a lie, told by the youth,
Who do not think, ignore the truth,
They cannot stop, to comment code,
They feel that they are in the mode,
Then wonder why it fails to load.

That's why i'm here, i fix the breaks,
I code the patch, do what it takes,
But most of all, i comment code,
That's why my stuff will always load,
It keeps it up, however long,
And reads quite well, much like a song,
Do you agree or am i wrong?"

"Excuse me sir, will you accept",
I found that he, liked some respect,
"The genius of your words might be,
I'm sorry but they're lost on me,
I merely work, in code retention,
Did i bring that, to your attention?
Do not expect not my comprehension.

They call on me when there's a blunder,
Just before we're torn asunder,
Supposed to find where it went bad,
So they can use the time they have,
To punch out code, they write anew,
And leave the old a bit askew,
They leave the old, just for the few.

But this here proc, they did not know,
Of what it does, what it makes go,
They asked me then, when it did fail,
To find the one, whence it did hail,
And ask him why, his code was done,
The problem for, which it was run,
They turned away, with 'thanx a ton.'

If that is true, there is no source,
Oh why did they plot me this course,
And send me down to halls below,
To find the source that they did know,
Did not exist in any way,
According to, what you now say,
I'm so confused, oh come what may."

To this he smirked, and bade me come,
"Now let us have a little fun,
What was its name? Where has it sat?
For we may come to learn from that
From poking on the system there,
But first from you, i must know where,
Umm... please tell me, if you should care."

I showed him what the bit i had,
He smiled and became real glad,
He clicked and clacked, he keyboard sang,
(Though truth me told, he also banged)
And there upon the file's host,
He pointed and began to boast,
"It's all right here, you'll see the most."

Explaining that, a simple tip,
Was simple, in that ownership,
Which clearly shows who put the code,
The proc you said which will not load,
"I see atop this printed mail,
From whose request, this task did hail,
I'd love to see his face tun pale."

Alas it was one and the same,
He caught himself in his own game,
He wrote a proc and then forgot,
What it did and all what not,
But what to do, and how can i?
Prove this too that sort of guy?
He'd just make up some sort of lie.

And then it hit, to use a ruse,
Was better than to go accuse,
I bade him check the file's place,
For, maybe it had a left a trace,
The owner i said may have left,
Something there that we could test,
I left it up to him, the rest.

(What is code retention? When did "he" switch who it was referring to?)