Brain is trying to construct a Broadway style song titled "You ain't nothing but a Freejack".

Somehow I think this is fault...

"You ain't nothing but a Freejack,
Beamed up from the past,
You ain't nothin' but a Freejack,
Spun out of time.
Well you've got a nice body,
And I am going to make it mine"


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A bunch of technomancers in the fediverse. Keep it fairly clean please. This arcology is for all who wash up upon it's digital shore.