Mr. Mercury, (U.S. patent No. 55453xx54), a cast
iron steam machine, Made the morning tea for the
Admiral Gabardine Went out on an errand but came
back too late The runabout was idling behind the
gate Mr. Mercury, his dials and his springs, Set
out for Mr. Quick (U.S. patent No. 353480723x0894)
By following the oil slick "Mr. Mercury," he
asked, "Why did they all leave? Could it be I
wonder, a strange disease? Because everybody's
gone, the house is empty and the silence is
killing me." The was overheard and the city
streets were dead They heard a soft alarm that was
set by Mr. Arm (patent pending) "Mr. Mercury,"
he asked. "Why did they all leave? Would they
be, I wonder, all overseas? Because everybody's
gone, the town is empty and the silence is killing
me." "I believe we are through if no one tells
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automata do." "Follow me," answered Mr.
Mercury. "I will take you to the admiral. He
will tell us what to do." You can tank Smythe
and Tinker for your curious demeanor. (He is a
patented Marvel) They no longer linger, but he
knows he'll be alright. Are you getting
existential in your clockwork differential?
(He's a patented Mechanical Marvel!) "Our
serial numbers are etched in ours thumbs. Send
someone who could us a good Automaton! We are
alone." And so it was. "Mr. Mercury, there's
not much use for us three. I'll turn your On
switch Off if you'll do the same for me. Because
everybody's gone, the world is empty and the
silence is killing me."