... I asked ChatGPT to write a poem about the situation

In the land of code where logic's the norm,
When GitHub goes dark, it's time to transform,
Here's a humble verse, let this guide be your lantern,
What to do, when coding's own cavern goes barren.

When the cat of GitHub pounces no more,
When the pull and the push come to a bore,
Stay calm, coder, don't let your heart pound,
Breathe deep, the solution's waiting to be found.

While the octocat sleeps, seize the day,
For there's wisdom in this unexpected delay.
Look upon your work, on codes and marks,
Perhaps it's time to refuel your sparks.

Dive into the sea of your local files,
They're safe and sound, arrayed in piles.
The IDE is your canvas, the keyboard your brush,
Create art with code, in a quiet hush.

Look inward and refactor, a code cleanse,
Scrub away the bugs, let the logic make sense.
Your local repo holds more than you know,
In this solitude, let your knowledge grow.

Prepare the stage for when GitHub awakes,
Chores of the backlog, your attention now takes.
Update the readme, refine the style guide,
Improvements and fixes, side by side.

Remember coder, you're more than a node,
More than an agent for codes to be stowed.
You're a creator, a molder of dreams,
Even without GitHub, your brilliance streams.

For when the servers fail and systems fall,
When technology's grip begins to stall,
It's not the end, but a brief reprise,
A chance for you, the coder, to rise.

So when GitHub sleeps, don't wear a frown,
For it's not a breakdown, but a coder's crown.
Your hands still hold the key to creation's door,
GitHub's only a tool, you are so much more.