invention of epic proportions
by t.a. faust
Hot steam whistles loud,
gears spin and clank together.
Such a wild machine!
See the flags flapping
as it hurtles down the hill?
Rampant revelry!
But what does it do?
Does it make little whats-its?
Or lift up the rug?
It's a mystery,
unsolved and quite unsettling,
that boggles the mind.
Yet onwards it goes
away into the dark night
clicking and clanking.
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