All ye lovers of A,B,...,
You know what I am gonna say, maybe,
That when you write some A,B,...,
Your hearts leap with joy.
I implore you all A, B-ists,
Wherever you may traverse and sojourn,
Carry around your arms,
Piece of paper and pen.
Coz, some idea may stalk you,
As a panther does a deer,
And before it goes riding with the wind,
You will have it down on paper.
This you might have heard,
A good idea is worth your eye teeth,
Protect it however you can,
Shelter it from marauding elements.
Fellow A, B-ists, I adjure thee,
Like a soldier ready with a gun,
Ready to strike, ready to vanquish,
So should you be with paper and pen.
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