In shadows, deep and quiet, where encoders fear to tread,
A laughter echoes frantic, from a skit's abandoned thread.
The air is thick with whispers, spectral bytes of song,
A binary catastrophe is brewing all too wrong.
Scene 1: The Binary Café
A barista yawned, "What Wi-Fi, oh what Wi-Fi art thou, treacherous poem?"
Another coder spills espresso, "Damn the bits! I’m JavaScript at heart!"
Encryption loomed, like a ghost with a craving for pure sugar.
Scene 2: The Quantum Bakery
"Schrodinger’s cookie; is it crunchy or soft?" murmured the Quantum Baker.
Meanwhile, a muffin oscillated between sweet and existential dread.
The galaxy sighed...