Bad work poetry

I do not like this spot, I like it not.
The spot is begot and has me not,
for the spot forgot to pay me lot.

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A haiku

Fixing it in post,
No motion control on set,
The Flame Artist sad

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The producer laughed
And said it sucks to be you
'Cause they shot the Cookie Monster
On a screen of blue.

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Roses are red
Violets are blue
The screen is green
The product too

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If you can’t fix it, mix it.

If you can’t solve it, dissolve it.

When in doubt, blur it out.

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In the edit bay, where timelines sprawl,

A ripple cut turns into a brawl.

The footage’s gone, the proxies crash,

A render fails in pixel’d ash.

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Precomp’s nested, cache is shot,

Nulls went rogue, and Mocha’s not.

Spline’s a mess, the matte won’t stick—

And now there’s fringing on the chick.

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You blurred it out, now too plain,
The time has come, you must regrain.

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