Ten programmers sitting in the office
One smoked out the window and nine were left.

Nine programmers met with MacOS
One went crazy and there were eight.

Eight programmers googled about BDSM
One of them went in and there were seven left.

Seven programmers were looking for wool.
One hit the beard and there were six left.

Six programmers contested again.
One said that it was bad and there were five.

Five programmers are locked in the sorting
One struck his foot in a bowl and they became four.

Four programmers stayed there.
One decided to be a tarantula and there were three left.

Three programmers returned to their basement
One stumbled in the dark and two remained.

Two programmers scattered the викодин
One went away, they remained alone.

One programmer took a break.
So there are no more of them here.