What is this thing?
I do not know.
I can not find out what it is
And therefore cannot grow.
It vexes me,
This strange device.
So strange; strangely mysterious.
Is it sweet? Is it nice?
Or is it bad?
Or even sad?
I cannot tell what tool this is.
It makes me so... so... mad!
I feel so dumb.
My speech is plain.
This strange machine outsmarted me.
Yes, there it goes - my brain.
Damn you, strange thing!
I cannot think.
When will this long misery end?
Please get yourself in sync.
Alas you won't.
You can't, I know.
You've outsmarted me, once again.
You are a so-and-so.
-Phil
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