An Invention Extension, Prevention

Be still my heart, or still you'll be

I'm awaiting this contraption

To release me from my coffin, now

This tool of my distraction



It was invented to prevent

my obvious interment

However, when I pulled this string

It failed--to my disturb-ment!



So while I await you to inspect

The item you've created

I lie here under dirt and rock

with an invention that is dated!



Oh woe is me, I'm trapped, but good

Your contraption isn't worth none

There is one thing to tell you now

It's time to invent a new one!

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