Such thoughts of violence
Dear Ladies, and Gentlemen
I have Hit the books, Hit the Sack, Hit the bottom and come back.
I have Hit a chord, Hit a wall, Hit the bricks seen it all.
I have Hit some people been to jail, but the courts Hit back without fail,
I have been hit, spit, cursed, and dis'ed; yet never by a machine I must insist
So if you find yourself at witts end,
Take a deep breath, I think it's called Zen.
All will be right as rain, without the htting, without the pain.
You have the advanced processor so use it.