Diary of Dan

Thursday, January 06, 2011

JIRA

Wrote this yesterday when JIRA was down at work...

JIRA,
I miss you JIRA!
When u are dead, JIRA,
my wings are clipped,
my eyelids are shut,
my nostrils are plugged too...
It is like groping in the dark,
I dare not step elsewhere,
I can only stand where I am,
and hope for you to come back to life!
Please breathe
if only a little at a time,
enough for me to go about my work..
In India jira is cumin
essential for cooking..
You, JIRA, you are similarly essential..
Why, even more so!
Your absence makes me blind!
Didn't I already tell you that?
Darn you! How do I log a defect
and justify my work!
JIRA,
I miss you JIRA!
When will you return to life JIRA!

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