There once was a man from the city
Who didn't know how to "dah-ditty."
He said with chagrin
As he turned the low end,
"To not know the code is a pity."
So he made up his mind not to bend,
To dig out his key once again,
To grunt and to try,
And not whine and cry;
And his effort was worth it, my friend.
On SKN he was there,
Someone had answered his prayer.
His fist was real clean,
If you know what I mean,
And he smiles with a confident air.
- Hunt Turner, K0HT
copy from AD7MI