i find a time machine on ebay
used once.
the former owner is nowhere to be
found,
although from
the dial on the machine
he may be
someplace
in the 18th century.
that's a shame.
i have the machine delivered
to my door.
there's a note on it.
be careful, this is a one
way trip, which is good news to me.
i don't want to go far.
not far at all.
i sit in the seat,
strap myself in
and turn the dial.
i push the button,
hold on for dear life,
then close my eyes. away i
go.
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