Where's the Like button when you need it? Hoist am I, with my own petard Slashed about with Hash' glass shard But I would never be so weak As ill of him myself to speak When, old as I, a new day dawns And the rest of you are stifling yawns I'm grateful for another day It doesn't matter what you say So Hasher have a grand old time Seeking out another rhyme Now, before my effort Admin bores I'm off to tend to my daily chores Fred