"I have had it with perfection.
I have packed my bags,
I am out of here.
Gone.
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As certain as rain
will make you wet,
perfection will do you in.
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It droppeth not as dew
upon the summer grass
to give liberty and greenjoy.
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Perfection straineth out
the quality of mercy,
withers rapture at itsbirth.
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Before the battle is half begun,
cold probity thinks
it can't be won, concedes the
war.
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I've handed in my notice,
given back my keys,
signed my severance check, I
quit.
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Hints I could have taken:
Even the perfect chiseled form of
Michelangelo's radiant David
squints,
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the Venus de Milo
has no arms,
the Liberty Bell is
cracked."
-Kilian McDonnell - Perfection, Perfection