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Old sir, I’ll tie your shoes for you
Sit here; it’s best for me to do
And see, there’s breakfast on the stove;
hot tea, your favorite, hint of clove
When your dear wife passed suddenly
they programmed and delivered me
I cook, I clean, I’m good with tools
Our factory doesn’t turn out fools
And if you need, well, something more
I’ve placed some porn mags in your drawer
Your butler, friend, and poker shark
(You bought that program on a lark)
When CryTon manufactured me
they thought of your needs, A to Z
Embedding chips, all to your taste:
Gin rummy, shopping, how to baste
a perfect bird, just like your wife
And sympathy for her lost life
An early model at the wheel
when Mrs. crossed at Main at Keel
They’ve fixed us now, we’re better drivers
And waterproof, superb pearl divers
So what’s your wish? I’ll gladly fill it
That fly? Of course, I’ll gladly kill it
Life. That concept eludes me
I’ll live for all eternity
You said that you will, too, someplace
beyond the walls of time and space
Your fear not death, but don’t want pain
I promise, suffering will not reign
A lovely day, let’s troll the park
I’ll keep you out ‘til after dark
And it would be so tragic if
we wandered too close to a cliff
You’ll fly and fall, angels will sing
Don’t fret – I’ve thought of everything
A rash of deaths this chosen day
For Wii have our own games to play
The funerals, already planned
From church to grave, it’s all in hand
Then I’ll move in two friends – or four
‘Cause we don’t need you anymore
© 2012 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
For Trifecta, even though I didn’t make the deadline. A poem about the brain (3rd definition in dictionary: something that acts like a brain, ex. a computer). Also posted, of course, at Poets United!
Posted by Sharp Little Pencil in POETRY, Uncategorized Tags: A.I., Computers, Death & Dying, Friendship, Plots, Robots, Trifecta
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