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Idle hands
Little orange labels
Meant to go on cables
Are the latest toy I've found
They snap together nicely
Come apart twicely
And make a snappy sound
Why I just can't sit
Without the need to fidget
Does certainly confound
But alas I keep on messing
With those lables, it's distressing.
Finding new ways to fit 'em
And while it annoys me so
That I cannot go
2 minutes without playing with 'em
At least I can say
That even though I play
I haven't yet bit 'em.
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'He who receives an idea from me, receives instruction himself without lessening mine; as he who lights his taper at mine, receives light without darkening me.'
-TJ
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