Her text color coded In the IDE with her functions folded Elegant procedures READ THIS bolded ChangeLog indicate versions of olden Checking her indentations Strings sitting neatly in quotations And all vars stand declared With the most efficient of vartypes shared For the code reading impaired She's got them comments up top in an asterisked square Followed by a list of includes That are setting up the frameworks initialized tools Architecture optimized With a modest memory footprint resized To run under any conditions From an R pi to a cloud of Gibsons She's my golden girl Ready to release to the outside world She got a set of long legs In the version tree where I forked new regs But the branches expansions don't fade Every ends tied up with their MAKEFILEs made No bandaids cause I got a hotfix mandate Every planned date hit every master commit committed In the pit of GitHub where my girls submitted And though her betas got rough at times With a few long nights and a couple lines Ain't a problem that we didn't get squashed Cause her boss held it down with his Macintosh And now she's all grown up and gorgeous So I had to record this Love letter to my girl gone golden Terminated by a semicolon; The QA is completed I got a feeling that im missing some features But I guess the way I see it I can't help it you're my golden girl