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Banshee, whole no. 4, March 1944
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Banshee * * * 15 Robot's Soliloquy What was that feeling? Once--nomore-- I felt it... Running my machine That stood neaby the workshop dooer I looked upon a scene Where people, idling foolishly Were lying, strolling in the sun While all around them I could see The world's work left undone. And then, a giddiness--a pain-- Assailed and blanked my whirling mind; My power-plant's current seemed to wane; My eyes grew dim, half-blind. An un-traced thought crept through my head And spoke strange things. I felt that I Must leave my place, and walk instead Beneath the hot, blue sky. An overseer found me then, Unmoving, staring toward the field; They brought me here into this pen, Behind this leaden shield. What was the trouble that bring noon? They probed my workins, said it queer-- Was some short-circuit righted soon? This room--why am I here? -Don Gualterio
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Banshee * * * 15 Robot's Soliloquy What was that feeling? Once--nomore-- I felt it... Running my machine That stood neaby the workshop dooer I looked upon a scene Where people, idling foolishly Were lying, strolling in the sun While all around them I could see The world's work left undone. And then, a giddiness--a pain-- Assailed and blanked my whirling mind; My power-plant's current seemed to wane; My eyes grew dim, half-blind. An un-traced thought crept through my head And spoke strange things. I felt that I Must leave my place, and walk instead Beneath the hot, blue sky. An overseer found me then, Unmoving, staring toward the field; They brought me here into this pen, Behind this leaden shield. What was the trouble that bring noon? They probed my workins, said it queer-- Was some short-circuit righted soon? This room--why am I here? -Don Gualterio
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