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Book 19 Page 34
The inventor
I have a thousand inventions
a-floating around in my head,
and as I go to sleep I count them
while others count ‘sheep’ instead.
I’ve invented an ingenious mouse trap
that’s got computerized controls,
I’ve invented a special device
that stops you growing old.
Some say I’ve got my head screwed on backwards
when I tell them of what I’ve devised.
It’s hard to explain my inventive brain,
and the marvel of my inventive eyes.
I’ve invented a new type of motor
that runs on common tap water.
I would tell you of my greatest invention
but it’s a secret, and I don’t think that I aught a.
I am a new age inventor,
my devises will totally astound you.
I’ve invented a new system for vacuum cleaning
that really will confound you.
I’ve got my wild contraptions
out the back in the garage shed,
where I make them from wood and tin and plastic
and I bring them to life from my head.
Sometimes I work until midnight,
cutting and grinding and shaping metal.
Some say "I simply have rocks in my head
and that I’m ‘eccentrically mental.’"
But they don’t understand me,
they don’t understand the ‘pure genius I am,’
for a genius is never understood in their own times
and I am full of ingenuity, I am the ‘inventor man.’
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