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Colonel Klink and his Gonculator
Colonel Klink’s machine was the very first
But not the last; the twentieth century
Bequeathed unto us The Gonculator
An electronic curse to blight our lives
With beepings and rumblings and flashing
lights
It wants our thoughts, our words,
our dreams, our souls
Twisting and misshaping our imaginings
With vaporous fantasies of packaged gods
It calls us from our work and recreations
And bids us stare into it, and believe…
Believe, believe…
We believe, O Gonculator, and we obey!
The story of Colonel Klink, that classic Miles Gloriosus, and his primitive prototype can be found on the gonculator that possesses you:
https://hogansheroes.fandom.com/wiki/Gonculator
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