This shouldn't hurt a bit.
Removing this pin.
Removing this pen.
Removing this lid
and whatever is within.
It spills robot blood.
I've stained my brand.
My brain is under fire.
The robot blood is so deeply red, it's purple.
No high can explain the sparks.
The pin on my mind is gone.
The pen on your mind is priceless.
I need a pen to entertain.
I need my brain to enterIn.
One false move of the tweezer...
Nope.
Shouldn't Hurt A Bit.
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