Cucumbers Or Numbers

CUCUMBERS OR NUMBERS Here we are together, all as mates Clustered in several separate plates Vinegar soaked, as all pickles are Yet each in our own way, a star Adding that extra taste to cheese As our main intention is to please While we are still hale and hearty The gherkin says, let’s have a party Our French friend won’t understand He’s a cornichon in that foreign land But we like each other for good or ill Even overshadowed by that tall dill Lying here, no chance for any fun run Especially with that big pickled onion But we feel sorry for that brown lump Just sweet pickle, and has got the hump Yet believed to be a computer nerd And quite up to date as we’ve heard But at this party we’ve heard enough So let us dump all the techie stuff Even if it brings tears to our eyes Python pickle will quickly de-serialise