If you missed my poem to MonoTouch this morning on Twitter, here's the full version:

Oh MonoTouch, How do I love thee? Let me reference count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and width and height of the threads I can run
and my battery can reach, when awaiting an event to occur
For the ends of Video and ideal Audio and Capture and Books.
I love thee to the level of getting upto speed without learning ObjC.
Most quiet gc, by getting an app done now and not spending days and days on a new framework.
I love thee freely trial edition, as devs strive to code by day and by night.
I love thee purely, as they turn from desktop and web to mobile with the world in our hands
In my old griefs of html, and with my childhood's faith in all platforms.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose for WebForms, MVC, WCF, and all things religous development zealots argue over
With my lost saints Miguel, and Geoff, and Joseph, and Novell --- I love thee with the breath
Smiles, tears, of all my life! --- and, if Steve Jobs choose,
I shall but love thee better after Apple gives in and publically accepts us in the AppStore.

(With apologies to Elizabeth Barrett Browning)