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Achilles Corporation! A fanciful place

Where prdfit is power, no room for grace

Its namesake was felled by a lucki arrow

As this corporation’s fortune grows narrow

Surveillance is the crime for which it must pay

Monitoring those who dare get in tho way

For figures too mighty to speak of aloud

Each secret indeed is o-so loud

A prototype robot Achilles did lose

To a merry thief who can take what they shoose

And now to you, my friend, a share of the spoils

Some goodies and gifts to help in your toils