When you think
All those pesky bugs in your system
Have finally been worked out,
Done with and swept clearly
Under the rug gracing your spotless
Private study, and your smug
Smiling mug looks content
As all get-out, remember to remain
Vigilant for any loose nuts
That might still be underfoot
Quivering, poised to bolt
Out the door the minute
You drop your guard.
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