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This brain is under construction. Please pardon our dust.

With apologies to Edgar O'Shaughnessy

Because April is Poetry month, and I have no thoughts of my own to give you, here's a familiar classic, slightly wacked out.

We are the mischeif-makers,
And we are the memers of memes,
Code monkeys, C-C-C-COMBOBREAKERs,
Scene kids from desolate scenes.
Rick-rollers and world-prankers,
Upon whom the blue screen gleams;
Yet we are the hackers and "makers",
Of the 'net forever, it seems.