an engineering rush :: rushed off

i'm down

i can't wave my digital wand and build
my engineering rush has rushed off

i'm a snow scene bauble
a bright glass ball you shake for instant winter
there i was sitting on a table top
the table vanished
i'm thrown to the floor and smashed

i'm in a dark club
with a pretty girl whose eyes are tangled mine
some bastard has turned the lights full on
she's realised i'm twice her age
thirty eight times as ugly
the tingling she felt in her loins
was an urgent need to go to the toilet

ah well
the rush may have rushed off
but from such things
comes the great technologies

just not this time

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