It's sad to say
I'd rather be
Alone, at home
With MLC
If you could see
How MLC
Has set me free
From ennui
Then you would say
It's not so grey
To sit and play
This everyday
Although at home
A little gnome
Is free to roam
And steal my tome
And yet to be
So far away
From MLC
Stuck in this play
My brain's not free
It turns to foam
Like on the sea
I slowly roam
Without a quay
Or a key
'Cos all alone
I'm not at home
So I'm not free
to MLC
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I wrote this during a boring meeting at the request of Mark to see what I could rhyme with MLC... You can put MLE in there too as you study for that, Mark :) The poem probably needs a little work, but it kept me busy for a little during a boring meeting and that's what matters.
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