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THE SONG OF THE GEAR



My brothers crush Tokyo

My sister's a Gundam

But I'm a little Metal Gear--

It's not very fun-dam.



I'm here in this hangar

Which is dingy and musty,

Plus dark--and it's chilly--

And I'm getting all rusty.



This is not what I hoped for!

I wanted to squish

People under my feet

It's what –all- mecha wish,



But no, here I am.

I am patiently waiting

For legitimate staff

Or someone infiltrating



To take me away

Out into fresh air

And let me run free

In the cities out there!



It must be a marvel

To turn cars into goo

Or to look at some rubble

And know—it was you!



It's so very unfair!

I could walk through this wall

If my fusion plant went

Which it doesn't, at all.



So I'll sit here, and rust,

And keep right on waiting

In the dust and the gloom

On this rotten old grating



Until someone shows.

I'll get out of this cruddy

Old bay, and then…

I can –step- on somebody!





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Thankew, thankew. Sorry.