Rust

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"I have a magical brain,"
he announced one day
out of the blue.
"When I woke up this morning
I was a robot."
Well, what do you say to that?
Carefully searching his face
for a trace of humour-
but finding none-
I got out the oil can
and began cleaning
the rust from his limbs.

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bulltlrbulltlralmost 13 years ago
5

made me smile....

I agree with twelveoone... mechanical would make more sense!

twelveoonetwelveoonealmost 13 years ago
Consider

a change from magical to mechanical, limbs to joints.

twelveoonetwelveoonealmost 13 years ago
I gave it a five

Here is a piece of advice, it is not a good idea to submit too many at one time, tell your muse to shut up, and you take control, of polishing and editing. Also, crowding the shelf space with your product, has a tendency for readers not to take it serious.

You got the five, and if you wish, delete the comment with my blessing.