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Winter wind blows to strong
a blind spot to the air conditioner
keeping its coolness away from me
Summer heat, a cruel taskmaster
my computers makes it so
big screen doesn't help at all
Fall arms i wish to be held
for i live and work in a sauna
my room is hot and steamy
Spring, shower me with relief
my last refuge from all the heat
for my brain has all but been fried away
no wonder i smell bacon

if the pen is mighter then the sword then the word processer must be mighter then the missile

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