In the land where dreams and inventions meet,
Stands Wardenclyffe Tower, a marvel complete.
Amidst the fields of Long Island's embrace,
It whispers of Nikola Tesla's grace.
A beacon of innovation, tall and proud,
Wardenclyffe Tower stood, a vision endowed.
With Tesla's genius, it reached for the sky,
A symbol of progress, soaring high.
From its depths, electricity would flow,
A wireless dream, a radiant glow.
Through the air, messages would dance,
In Tesla's world, a second chance.
But fate had other plans in store,
And Wardenclyffe's promise would soon be no more.
Financial woes and silence's shroud,
Left Tesla's dream standing, unbowed. So let us remember Wardenclyf
tower a testament to vision, shining bright.
For in its shadow, we find the power,
To dream, to dare, to reach for the tower.
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Ah, the original Tesla - nice job!