Twirled
Like a 'Top', in
An ever changing
Utopia, that
The one perfectionist
Who called me for
A Turing test
Himself lay hidden
Behind the tinkle;
That, when I got
Hurt, the blood
Oozed from the side
Of the steel joints!
Like a 'Top', in
An ever changing
Utopia, that
The one perfectionist
Who called me for
A Turing test
Himself lay hidden
Behind the tinkle;
That, when I got
Hurt, the blood
Oozed from the side
Of the steel joints!
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