Ada Lovelace Poem by Ima Ryma

Ada Lovelace



Ada Lovelace, Lord Byron's child,
With the numbers made poetry.
By computing, she was beguiled.
Computer programmer was she,
A pioneer of the machine
That intertwines all life today.
She foretold what it all could mean,
Way ahead of her time, do say.
She loved to gamble and did try
To find a mathematic spin.
On making bets - it went awry.
But otherwise, she was a win.

'The Enchantress of Numbers' got
10/16 as her numbered spot.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Iris k 20 January 2019

I loved it! I am actually making my own Ada Lovelace poem and this gave me a lot of inspiration! :)

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Hardik Vaidya 17 February 2013

Ima Ryma you reek of belligerence blooming in soft elegant forgivance. Bravo.

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