Unless, unless, unless.
How I long to dally with you again.
The Damian has so justly banished you,
swinging the frosty sword of cold logic and hefting the impenetrable shield of maintainability.
Still I long to whirl with you in the flowered fields of convoluted logic.
If only.
Update:
Mispelled Damian Damien!
Update:
Wording, formating improvements.
non-Perl: Andy Ford
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