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There was a cardboard box
At my door Dropped off by the local bums I opened the door And saw this taut wrapped specimen Opened it Felt strange lifting it up Lighter than air “What does it have in store for me? What’s in it for me?” I ask. I opened it Removed the tapes and wrapping And there was nothing… Barren...inside... Just like someone who never gave a –-- Unusual Like a magician Making a rabbit appear from a hat And then putting it back and Making it disappear This is what I fear This so-called nut Turned out to be So not the total package, The total package but (According to the label on the box, it says) EMOTIONLESS.
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