Her private collection
Of early musical instruments
Is now almost complete.
All she needs
Is a Stradivarius crumhorn.
She falls asleep
And has a dream.
In her dream
She sees a Stradivarius crumhorn
Made in Cremona in 1734.
But there is something odd
About the crumhorn.
She looks more closely.
The crumhorn is
Harmonica-shaped.
She is woken up
By a loud knock on the door.
It is a delivery man.
He hands her a package.
She signs for it
And closes the door.
Inside the package
Is a Stradivarius harmonica.
But there is something odd
About the harmonica.
She looks more closely.
The harmonica is
Telephone-shaped.
The telephone-shaped harmonica rings.
She answers.
A voice speaks.
She listens.
The voice says: "The Matrix has you."
"Can I be of any assistance?" she asks.
"We want the source codes
Of the Sion mainframe."
"What's in it for me?" she asks.
"Three green jellybabies
And a Stradivarius crumhorn."
"What shape is the crumhorn?"
"The crumhorn is jellybaby-shaped."
She gives them the source codes
Of the Sion mainframe.
It is clear
That they are telling the truth.
No such thing
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