The benefit of doubt
So after falling down
With the box
And the cards all scattered
My examination seemed over
All the work of past weeks
Laying on the floor
No way to know if it was well done
Time was up, game over
Whilst crawling up
With cards and box
I looked into the eyes of the prof
“You have the benefit of doubt“
And his eyes smiled wisely
Not a maximum, nor a minimum
Just enough
It left me with one doubt
A doubt still unanswered
Would my program have worked?
Years later i trully doubt
And yet, IT learned me so much
Spelling matters
So does the numbering
And awareness of where you are
Mind the doorstep!
