When your tried and true becomes tired and through,
And the path to your door is untrod,
The mouse trap designs conceived in your mind,
Seem antiquated, flawed or plain odd,

Old stand-bys won't stand the slightest demand,
And new thinking sets your knees to quake,
Newfangled's the rage and rushed to the stage,
You fear that they will find your mistake,

But onward you go and put on a show,
That Barnham himself would be proud of,
A little flash here, a bend of the ear,
Persuading with all nudge, push and shove,

You get away clean, passing what's been seen,
As new of a kind yet to be met,
To top off the line new product's out on time,
No one's the wiser, not found out yet,

Back on the summit your emotions plummet,
Try what you might, tensions won't be smoothed,
In no time at all the public will call,
They'll be looking for new and improved.

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