Poetry

Steampunk Fantasies

London has robots tonight

Darling, let’s go out on the town

See those lovely automatons

We’ll fly on our blimp

And watch it all

Look, Big Ben is ringing

Heralding our grand utopia

Our dreams, they used

To imagine this

And look at us now!

Mechanical men, acting like us

We fly in blimps

And everything is powered with steam

Could anything be better?

My darling, your dress is beautiful

Stand with me

And stare at this city

Our world, filled with glory

If anything was perfect

It would be right now

So, my darling, kiss me

And then we’ll run

Embracing our

New World

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