Beep

There’s this strange sound
That keeps following me round,
Two little beeps
And thundering feet.
A few muttered prayers
In voices filled with worrying.
Maybe this isn’t real,
Or perhaps that is reality
Seeping through. Odd though,
This mechanic beeping.

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