Speak to me my friends and thieves
My cohorts of long forgotten needs
Just give me what it is I long for
What I crave and need ever more
This jump of excellence fills my passion
This jump of exuberance how do I ration
It forever fills and continues on
Into the abyss my mind is gone...


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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.