Tune Time Machine

I carefully laid my jacket on the chair

Near as the door, and nurvously checked the pocket

To see that the tape recorder was still running

The ringing excitement, or evesdropping

Hammered through my delicate body

A great arrmored mass of darkness fish was aproaching...

I had the girl, the records

And the jewl of knife

But he had time machine

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