Mr. Mercury, (U.S. patent No. 55453xx54), a cast iron steam machine,
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Made the morning tea for the Admiral Gabardine
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Went out on an errand but came back too late
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The runabout was idling behind the gate
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Mr. Mercury, his dials and his springs,
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Set out for Mr. Quick (U.S. patent No. 353480723x0894)
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By following the oil slick
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¡°Mr. Mercury,¡± he asked, ¡°Why did they all leave? Could it be I wonder, a strange disease? Because everybody¡¯s gone, the house is empty and the silence is killing me.¡±
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The was overheard and the city streets were dead
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They heard a soft alarm that was set by Mr. Arm (patent pending)
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¡°Mr. Mercury,¡± he asked. ¡°Why did they all leave? Would they be, I wonder, all overseas? Because everybody¡¯s gone, the town is empty and the silence is killing me.¡±
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¡°I believe we are through if no one tells us what to do,¡± said Mr. Arm.
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¡°That¡¯s what automata do.¡±
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¡°Follow me,¡± answered Mr. Mercury. ¡°I will take you to the admiral. He will tell us what to do.¡±
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You can tank Smythe and Tinker for your curious demeanor. (He is a patented Marvel) They no longer linger, but he knows he¡¯ll be alright.
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Are you getting existential in your clockwork differential? (He¡¯s a patented Mechanical Marvel!)
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¡°Our serial numbers are etched in ours thumbs. Send someone who could us a good Automaton! We are alone.¡±
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And so it was.
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¡°Mr. Mercury, there¡¯s not much use for us three. I¡¯ll turn your On switch Off if you¡¯ll do the same for me. Because everybody¡¯s gone, the world is empty and the silence is killing me.¡±
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Au, Revoir, Mr. Mercury
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