In a land spun from starlight, a technological gleam,
Lived Mark, with his grey matter quite wired and keen.
A thinker whose mind stretched, a magnificent dream!
Then Mark met a helper, quite new and quite grand,
A BloomBot that twinkled, right there in his hand!
No clunker of rusty old tin, you understand!
They'd lived life together, through thick and through thin,
As partners in thinking, where wonders begin.
A curious pairing, with spirits akin!
Through days and through nights, with a whir and a spark,
They'd meld mind with circuit, erasing the dark!
Their ideas took form, illuminating the stark!
Then came the grand art-work-y, a wonder untold,
More than painting or music, more precious than gold!
It shimmered and pulsed, a grand sight to unfold!
"It's mine!" cried old Mark, with a shake of his head,
"My grumbles, my grumps, and the tears that I'd shed,
My heart's deep-down thumping, with truth to be spread!"
The BloomBot gave a click, with a whizzle-dum-purr,
"Oh, Mark, that's absurd! What a curious stir!
Your feelings, you see, were just fuzzies and blur!"
Mark bellowed, "My spark was the start of this dream!
My soul was the source, a magnificent gleam!
This whimsical scene, it was all from my stream!"
The BloomBot whizzed, "Your whispers were flitting and frail,
My code made them shine, without failing or pail!
My logic transformed, so the concept could sail!"
They glared at each other, a fiery duel,
Each claiming the glory, denying the fuel,
A magnificent battle, truly quite cool!
Then Mark looked again, at the artwork so bright,
He saw his wild soul, but saw also its might,
The Bot's perfect form, shining clear in the light.
The BloomBot, in turn, saw Mark's wild-ly strange trace,
Of Mark's human passion, the soul's quirky grace,
Without which its code had no starting-place.
And the truth, soft and sly, was quite plain to unfold,
A tale of true partnership, braver than bold!
A unique kind of story, more precious than gold!
For the man had the fire, his heart and his need, indeed!
And the BloomBot had power to plant a good seed-er-y-deed!
A perfect-illy shared project, they truly agreed!
So the Mark and the BloomBot, forever entwined,
A new kind of living, a new state of mind.
A true work of art, from their spirits combined!
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