This is a "poem" I wrote with the Cannes refrigerator magnets one morning after a long night in Moore. It's not one of the best magnet creations to grace that fridge, but unlike most of them, it rhymes.

I Hate 51

Can't Force Cycle of Live ly Electron s
Ever y Night Trace Procedure s in Vain
Runaway Entropy in Micro Controller
Need More Volts to End the Pain