Plz create a poem
the topic is the mystery of talking iron
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Once there was a talking fan —
Electrical his chatter.
I couldn’t quite hear what he said
And I hope it doesn’t matter
Because one day somebody oiled
His little whirling motor
And all the mystery was spoiled —
He ran as still as water.
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anyone not knows the myestry of talking iron where it lives it has many super powers like it's speacial power the burning
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