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The Old Observatory

They took some tubing and soon had me bound—
Lots of that stuff was just lying around,
And stood back a few paces talking fast;
All of it gibberish from first to last,

But I could guess they were picking my fate
From the choices on a torturer’s slate:

So while they hissed and clacked I remained mute,
Trying hard to look innocent and cute.

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