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Date Posted: 08:12:06 08/27/01 Mon
Author: enigma
Author Host/IP: 156.63.129.14
Subject: the machanical son

padre was a good old man
working as best he can
he lived in fear
knowing only peers

all he needed was a freind
someone to play pretend
he could build one
he could make a son

to the drawling board he ran
to invent as fast as one can
he started with a mind
a mind like no kind

padre built himself a boy
this boy was no toy
not constructed of wood
and forth his creation stood

and yet he was not satisfyed
so he bottled it up inside
the boy couldn't walk,
he could not talk

then came a flash of light
padre soon took flight
the toy began to move
padre didn't dare to move

he would have to name the boy
a name not too coy
it was like something off a show
he would be named muchacho

the boy was playful
he was never craul
as he played
he would be easily swayed

the new father's nightmare would happen
he would soon be saddened
his son is off with the wrong crowd
doing things that diddn't make him proud

muchacho quickly ran off
and padre ran out of gas
searching high and low
checking to and frow

muchacho soon found the monsters
he got cought up with the mobsters
after many a week he is dying
and his father never stopped trying

padre got wind of that
jumped in his car and grabbed his hat
in days his boy was found
and he couldn't make a sound

muchacho lay in his father's arms
and he realized what was home
as padre weeped
to muchacho death had creeped

once in a while we must cry
and we all must die
yet we all seem to cry
when an angel must die

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