Just to worry about that shifty stick
The minimum required to ship
Darling complexity will kill you
Your users they'll be gone in a blip
Are clear without instructions
Your plan needs reduction
Just put it in plain sight
And start adding features
Users knocking at the door
If they had just one thing more
Everything it would turn out right
But piling on them features
Confusion leading them astray
Don't make me cut through no thistles
You can keep all your fancy bells and whistles and shove them
Where the sun don't shine