I Hate Colds

I feel like absolute crap. If I were at CNIB now I'd still be on
holidays, I'd have four weeks' vacation time coming up, I'd have status
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The Wisdom of Marvin

There have been many great poets in our time, but none so great as Marvin, the Paranoid Android. And so I present his great masterpiece, as pinched from Life, the Universe, and Everything:

Now the world has gone to bed,
Darkness won't engulf my head,
I can see by infrared,
How I hate the night.

Now I lay me down to sleep,
Try to count electric sheep,
Sweet dream wishes you can keep,
How I hate the night.