An Ode to Teleportation
Oh how I love thee teleports,
With such amazing speed,
Picking me up and carryin me
Half way across the grid.
How I love how you’ve no time
For dignity or class,
Spewing us out the other side,
Our shoes stuck up our ass.
Oh, your unreliability,
We love, without a doubt,
How sometimes you do not complete,
Sometimes you log us out.
But what I love the most,
My truest, deepest passion,
Is your basic inability
To work in timely fashion.
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