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Mule cars, the clothes    the shaft to which they are fastened
                   to pass before the elect at high speed
                    more than a hundred years after the first balloons did not fly
                     there's the sonofagun commercially
                      the pipe in his teeth   bag under the worktable
                       kicked an envelope to spoil a sensible man's honeymoon
                            coursing through the coils  enough to drive a vacuum
                      one needle valve to control       a distant waterfall, a blazing reactor,
              sweeps your floor and washes enough          chines more tight   a new trinity of
                           exists of the pyramiding milking machines to automatic barn cleaners
                             water or the expansive power of the wheel equipped with blades
                                 from fans to fuel pumps, from egg time; even so, the puffing steam
                                   power and the changeover to loco hands, our backs to the long affair
                                drill or grindered years ago, if a storm set the slaves free;
                                        the fabric globes rise, the fires   with wet straw, sheep's wool,
                                                                     and paralyze myriads of machines as well.