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When Google Calendar goes down

When Google Calendar goes downLike a fiery sun in summer,It scorches plans, it makes one frown;It produces soured butter.Without alerts, without the clutterOf appointments needing keepingWe sit us down before our desks—forlorn, and gently weeping.

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When Google Calendar goes down
Like a fiery sun in summer,
It scorches plans, it makes one frown;
It produces soured butter.
Without alerts, without the clutter
Of appointments needing keeping
We sit us down before our desks—forlorn, and gently weeping.

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Rich Bellis was previously the Associate Editor of Fast Company's Leadership section.

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