Ode to a fan regulator
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I've never seen anything greater
Than you, dear regulator,
The golden bliss 
Of your service 
To me, you chose to cater.

For be it any time,
What'er the month or clime,
Your wondrous spell
Does thoughts dispel
And brings me sleep sublime.

And even in my dream
Your complexion of cream,
The dusky tan
Upon that fan
Does wander in and gleam.

You ne'er an excuse make
to steal a moment's break
With huff and puff
You run enough, 
I sleep....you stay awake. 

You never do complain
Of tedium or pain,
But night and day     
You toil away, 
Your power does never wane. 

A gentle touch of your switch
And smooth, without a twitch
Your blades do race
And increase pace
Their motion soars in pitch.

And with the strength of thunder
They cleave the air asunder,
From high above,
They send their love,
As I watch in awe, and wonder.

Fatigue does never cease
The flow of your soothing breeze,
And men may shout
or crib about,
You don't, you aim to please.

If only you could speak! 
Well be it Latin, Greek
We'd sing and dance
In sprightly prance
And play throughout the week. 

I recall still that day
Your blades just stopped their play
Something was wrong
And before long
You were ta'en away.

I was quite amazed,
Not to mention dazed!
And then I learnt
Your circuit's burnt,
And you might be replaced.

I was quite forlorn,
Couldn't believe you're gone!!
I thought that day
You'd passed away....
I cried throughout the dawn.

...then one day, back you came,
Crooked, a wee bit lame,
Although at length 
You regained strength,
You were never quite the same.

Today you're old and weak,
Your tired, your plugs do creak,
Those who behold
You call you old,
But I just say, `antique'....

Regulator, You've served me well.
Without you, life is hell!
You're in my heart,
But we must part,
Adieu my pal, farewell!!