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Drone-like Nod Moving in a synchronized motion Up and down, over and over Never ending like the figure eight No beginning, no end... A Pale green glass resembling sphere With a perfect glossy coating Oh, so appealing to the human eye Shall it consume you with those pitch-black eyes? Containing emptiness and nothingness Nodding yes to everything you say Just like you want it to? Never contemplating a single word With a phony smile upon its face Only thriving to nod and move on Driving some insane, while amusing others Memorized by its hypnotic trance Unaware of its naughty deed Will you be pulled within its monotonous routin