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{{script|Complicatio}}: Ma’am, consigned by unfunny fate
{{script|Complicatio}}: My division’s consigned, by unfunny fate
To live a life of cost, unloved upon in the ledger.
To live life unloved upon the ledger. We are but cost.
’tis the human stain of clammy operations
’tis the rust and stain of clammy machinery to require
Ruinously peopled by myriad technicians, each one
Ruinous peopling by myriad technicians.
Steeped, til the cup is cold, in his own dismal science.  
Each is steep’d, til cup is cold, in arcane science.  
Or hers, or theirs, or its, or xes —
Or hers, or theirs, or its, or xes —
I am thus and then obliged. I own the [[service line]]  
I am thus and then obliged. I own the [[service line]]  
It falls to me to work upon our stretchèd silos,
It falls to me to work their stretchèd silos,
Yoked and tethered as a measurèd beast.
Yoked and tethered as a measurèd beast
Upon whose saddled back our fiscal fate depends.
Upon whose saddled back our fiscal fate depends.
And here, our dilemma: the very men who work the chainèd cranks —
And, O! Dilemma! The very men who work these chainèd cranks —
Or women — or unsure, or curious, or as yet unaligned—
And women — and those unsure, or curious, or as yet unaligned—
{{Script|Queen}}: The heavens doth anoint!
{{Script|Queen}}: The heavens doth anoint!
{{script|Complicatio}}: Milady?  
{{script|Complicatio}}: Milady?  
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Their majesty doth get the point.
Their majesty doth get the point.
{{script|Queen}}: It is a pretty speech so far. But has it any meat?
{{script|Queen}}: It is a pretty speech so far. But has it any meat?
{{script|Complicatio}}: I am — we are obliged.
{{script|Complicatio}}: I — we — ''they'' — are and am obliged.
Those eager souls whose cadences power our jalopy
Those eager souls whose allied cadences power our jalopy
By inevitable heft they play as weighty anchors.
By their inevitable heft, they play as weighty anchors.
{{Script|Nuncle}}: Call the Reverend Spooner!
{{Script|Nuncle}}: “Weighty anchors”? None call the Reverend Spooner!
{{script|Complicatio}}: Yegads, but are they inconstant. Oafish! Fickle! Slow!  
{{script|Complicatio}}: Yegads, but are they inconstant. Oafish! Fickle! Slow!  
Best by inattendery. Oh!
I wouldst speed their outputs up, but worser comes with sooner.
 
And so, my liege, my battle plan


Yet herein will I imitate the sun,
Yet herein will I imitate the sun,