Dear Mr Henlein
You invented the important machine;
It always keeps us on our mark
Be it broad daylight or pitch dark.
But there’s a fault in its mechanism
I wish to point out that absurdism;
It makes time to move forward at a constant rate
And disobeys our command if we tell it to wait.
It is optimistic to experience the future
But refuses to go back to the old pasture;
I wish the spring could summersault
And take us back to our favourite halt.
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