A dentist must adjust the wires
of braces with his stainless pliers.
The radio now is wireless
which leaves us simple folks to guess
that it will surely come, the day
when wires can be thrown away.
Which then would lessen (praise the Lord)
the image of a circuit board.
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Hey, clever clever clever! (And what else would I expect) . t x