He hears an annoying tick,
telling him I'm broken-
not working properly-
not like the other toys.
I don't hear a tick,
I don't feel it,
I feel fine-
like the other toys.
He picks, and picks,
looking for a way to
fix me. But
I need no fixing.
My springs spring fine,
I have enough oil,
my screws are *******
Yet he picks,
and searches,
for the broken piece
he will never find.