The Child Pandora
this is a line
see it incline
this is my mind
it is a line
this is a clock
see it strike shock
these numbers stop
tuck shop, tick-tock
this is a blade
hollow like a spade
clean plate, clean slate
just you wait
this is a box
those are his socks
count the hair locks
the axis stops
this is a picture
see every feature
tell us, teacher
is this the future?
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