O!, move me,
Great Speakers.
Move me across the room
to where I oughtta be.
"moved by soundwaves
crashing on foreheads"
O!, destroy me,
Great bass-god
and rectifier of left turns
(and wrongs)
O!, caress my soundwave
with your soundwave
and promise
not to let up
'til I retire
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