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With broken arms A nasty note and a dead rat I carry with me Her suspension of disbelief Why can't I be the genius Who solved the greatest Problems of his time? Why can't I be? Am I even beyond metaphorical assistance? Why must I be a paint brush When we need a wrench? Why can't I be? Why can't I be? Why can't I be the genius Who solved the greatest Problems of his time? Why can't I be? Her arrival at the correct velocity In order to perceive Has been canceled and filed away This abstraction shall repeat