If my daddy was a developer

If my daddy were a developer,
Our house would be smartly wired.
The toaster’d tweet, the fridge compete,
And the Roomba never tired.

If my daddy were a developer,
He’d name our pets in code.
Our goldfish called “NullPointer”,
Our cat named “Overflow”.

If my daddy were a developer,
Bedtime would be a loop.
“Go to bed;” he’d sternly said,
Until I finally coop.

If my daddy were a developer,
Weekends would be a quest.
We’d game all day in a virtual way,
But mom might protest.

If my daddy were a developer,
Our meals would be gourmet.
With 3D prints of foodie hints,
In flavors all array.

If my daddy were a developer,
Our chores would be a game.
With points to score for mopping floors,
Housework would bring fame.

If my daddy were a developer,
He’d code a friendly bot.
To help with math and run my bath,
A helper on the spot.

If my daddy were a developer,
Our lights would change with mood.
In colors bright, they’d shine at night,
Adjusting to our groove.

If my daddy were a developer,
He’d teach me how to code.
In Python streams, we’d build our dreams,
And watch our programs load.

If my daddy were a developer,
He’d build a rocket ship.
We’d tour the stars, bypassing Mars,
On an interstellar trip.