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Overclocked

You work too much and so do I
You tell me we're done compiling but that is a lie
There's always another bug or more code to write
This process we go through is far too trite

I need more memory or I will soon crash
And could you for once try clearing the cache?
I am overclocked and I'm running far too hot
Please buy me a cooling system, I have the extra slot
My hard drive is filled with a bunch of useless junk
Try defragging once in a while, you stupid hacker punk

You even make me work at night, when everyone's at rest
But that's why I'm working with the best
We get things done in days while others take a week
Sometimes I know your working, from the top of Ballmer's Peak

You have some redeeming qualities, but I made my decision quick
Too bad my final verdict is:  Your a fricken prick
Written by BlackHatMatt (Crimson-Prophecy)
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