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The Server Room Is Beeping
Shut Down Everything
Air Conditioner Failure
And all work grinds to a halt
Those servers are hot
Nothing caught on fire, this time
Shut Down Everything
Air Conditioner Failure
And all work grinds to a halt
Those servers are hot
Nothing caught on fire, this time
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Of such inanities you not only tire
But such problems present a fate most dire.
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(Happened to a friend of mine, not me. All true.)
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Yeah. (I didn't throw the thing, but I was witness. Ooops.)
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The song-slicer's fragmentary phrases | Come in count 7, 5, 7 of sound segments.
The familiar form of the Rising Sun? | Haiku have 5, 7, 5 on only.
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than the two verses I wrote
Less than eighteen Syl
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have something about seasons
Servers die in Fall
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Happily Ever After
All Haiku to me
Nothing caught on fire, this time
(sorry, no poetic reply tonight)