written by ChatGPT

Oh, web design, thou cruel beast,
Thy code a labyrinth, never ceased.
With HTML, CSS, and JavaScript’s call,
I build, I break, I stumble, I fall.

Thy grids are fickle, thy pixels a tease,
Responsiveness mocks with a breeze.
One size fits none, oh cursed width!
I fight for harmony, but none is stitched.

Fonts that clash and colors that fight,
Alignment lost in endless night.
Media queries—oh, wretched bane—
On mobile screens, you mock my pain.

But still, I toil and still, I strive,
To make thy beauty come alive.
For though I loathe thee with all my might,
In thee, my work finds endless light.