The Safety Curtain - Wide-Eyed Trevor, pt 5 Like most scams, it failed You could sell acres of the moon But how could you build on it? When it went belly-up, he bailed Chased behind the curtain Where nothing could develop By a cache of angry creditors Grandma saw her chance Brought down the safety curtain Trapped the whole lot of them How she did it is a mystery Chances are they’re still alive Things work differently here Food is not needed Aging doesn’t happen The Government thinks it’s Something in the not-air Something in the un-soil Which is why they’ve got me Lifting up the safety curtain With my invention, a little machine Made of magic and science I like to call the Enigmatic.

A Poem a Day, Day 174: The Safety Curtain - Wide-Eyed Trevor, pt 5

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