I suppose it would be unfair of me to hide from you the reason that brought this site into existence, so I shall post my poem below. Enjoy!
St Valentines Heart.
A heart of gold with love bold,
Maketh of this what you will,
Don’t spake ill,
And doeth task as labour of love,
Look above as below,
Is your day thus up your night,
This poem is not designed to deliver a fright…
David A. Robertson
(Could be coders’ lament, although I think it speaks of love)
So something like a forum for coders comes from a poem, surely that equates. ?