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My Electric Pickle

Its designed to deliver,

engineered to inspire.

Being powered by the energy of a coiled spring

and kept in motion by a complex

self-winding system,

relying on the natural movements of one's self.

It's rubbing elbows with rebels and royalty.

Introducing *** to Cola,

and creating a bathtub diver,

a daytime sleeper,

an organized mess.

Seems my shadow has kept busy.

It's my wild walkman,

my electric pickle.

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Written by
kenneth-springer
Venezuelan
Published
Nov 21, 2012
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and yes..its about my ______

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