Solder the Microchip

Take B delivers a high-octane 128 BPM shanty driven by brisk banjo picking, whistling hooks, and celebratory repair-bench swagger.

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The factory said, replace the whole board,

$12 ,000,

fire up the soldering iron, boys, we work

at the component level.

The factory inspector looked proud and cold, said, toss

this board in the scrap iron hole, $12 ,000 for a

brand new plate. There's nothing to be done for its broken state

We laid the dead carcass on the depot bench

Looked through the lenses of the microscope trench

Not a single copper trace shall be thrown away

Whether the component wizards are on the base

Solder to the microchip, solder it deep

Wake up the board from its salty sleep

Find the blown diode,

heat up the tin

That's where the independent bio -bed wins

Heave on the flocks, draw down the heater

Fifty cent part cannot be beat

Come boys, plumb at the voltage

Run another board, saved in the rising sun

On a 60 -time zoom, what did we view?

A packed surface mount that was split in two

Dissolvered the legs with a gentle stroke

Cleared out the carbon and the burnt -out smoke

Popped in a diode from the component drawer

Tested the voltage on the diagnostic floor

The green LED splashed a welcome sight $12 ,000 saved in the night

Soda, the microchip Soda, red tea, the white

Cut the board from its salty sleeve

Find the blown diode, heat up the tin

That's where the independent biome in wins

Heave on the thoughts

Draw down the heat

A fifty -cent pot cannot be beat

Bum, boys, bum Let the voltage run under the board

Saved in the rising sun

Component replaced

Costs fifty cents Sign off on

the repair!

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