In the realm of clacks and clicks,
Peter's fingers dance and flick,
Mechanical keys in rhythmic spree,
Breaking records with glee.
Each keystroke a symphony's note,
Speed and precision they denote,
WPM a new height he scales,
While Java sits in distant tales.
Cheer up, dear wizard, don't you fret,
Your keyboard's prowess is firmly set,
With each swift tap, you're writing lore,
A typing legend forevermore.