586: Mike's Clone Army

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Oh, my first line in a coat that's bright. Found simplicity in a world that's tight Concurrency's smooth, it's out of sight In gold we trust, it's a coder's delight Memories clean, no garbage in sight Gloriotines run like a horse in the night Static type that makes the airs light. In gold we code and our futures bright. Hey, with gold we're building dreams. Light and fast it reigns supreme.