In the realm of void (9, 9, 9)
Ash sought eggs, a curious design
To the store he came, a quest so keen
For a tale of purchase, and eggs, I've seen
"Three dozen chicken eggs, if you please,"
Ash declared to the seller with such ease
But the vendor, puzzled, replied with care
"No eggs here, my friend, guitars and pedals we bear."
Sampler, guitars, and synthesizers stand
No sign of eggs in this rich musical land
"Considеr a release by Slivko, divinе
On Amazon, a melody to entwine."
An offer extended, a plan so sly
To create an account, a musical high
On a flash drive, the tunes would perfectly reside
A journey of notes, with a breakbeat guide
"Let melodies flow, like eggs in a crate
A fusion of sounds, a symphony's fate."
In the midst of guitars and electronic beats
A unique money transaction, where music meets
So, Ash left the store with a tale to tell
Of eggs that chimed in a musical spell
A fusion of rhythms, a commerce so sweet
In the world of void , where stories repeat