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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required While the Pink stays unknown to our Smith without sight He can easily tell that this voice holds might The steps flash twisting, metal shapes into view Wires coil, tipped with wriggling hands two The hands grab a hold of our Smith's flubby frame Multiple attempts before a successful claim The hands spurt fluid from each shiny palm Causing all our Smith's muscles to simultaneously calm Unable to move, his digits attempt to gain freedom As a response, his teeth begin to travel in tandem Up one shoulder and up the opposite To try to see if the hands can be bit Nibbling fierce, bending bolts and screws But they won't budge, no matter how many chews Our Smith accepts that he has been physically matched Then begins to speak, to find a way unattached "WeLl, I gUeSs YoU hAvE mE iN yOuR sTeElY gRaSp! WhAt WoUlD pErSuAdE yOu To LeT lOoSe YoUr ClAsp?" Pink flashes again, this time freeing an entire step And from underneath, a Machine repeats without pep "You are a fallen Smith, a missing Link from your Chain You will now be judged, whether you are able or lame" A face made up of a visor and puppet like hinges Begin to shudder and shuffle in starkly Pink flinches "Hold still, fallen Smith, or you will be thrown away Regardless of our decisions, there will be no delay" Radiant rays rate our Smith's quality and potential Each part it burns on his body is consequential "AaHhHhH iT hUrTs! It BuRnS! pLeAsE sToP! pLeAsE..." The Machine doesn't listen to our Smith's crying pleas It continues its job, disregarding all pain "Looks like you are worth some extra strain."
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