Schizoid Robots
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Schizoid robots are hiding in mops
With long greasy hairstrands that sway and mock
Knotty eyes focused on yellowed wall clocks
As they slide-dance it, across the floor
Their bucket talk scatters the vagrant leaves
Hides muddy footprints, like sleight-of-hand thieves
Their water froths out on the ground like a sieve
When floor water sings, hear how it must roar..
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