There's a time to rhyme
And a time to code,
Instead of writing this silly ode.
There's a rhyme to time,
And a rhyme to code,
Yet still i'm writing this silly ode.
And now i'm out,
Of the two-bit switch,
And yet i wonder now of which.
I'm out for now,
To switch my bits,
And hopefully then, i will know which.
My fellow monks
Can't tell (I'm NSA/FBI/HS/...)
Others (explain your deviation)
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