"Pajeet's Broken Code and the Call of Nature"
Pajeet left Bengaluru, with dreams in his head,
To Silicon Valley, where the tech giants tread.
He packed up his laptop, his chai, and his pride,
But his code was a mess, and his habits—oh, wide!
Oh, Pajeet, Pajeet, with your code so weak,
And the call of the wild, you just couldn’t tweak.
From the streets of Pune to the Valley’s bright lights,
Your bugs and your habits gave everyone frights!
He faked every interview, Googled his way through,
But his coworkers groaned, “What’s this garbage code do?”
They’d sniff and they’d whisper, “What’s that smell in the air?”
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