With your beep and whir does my heart alight
As I see that knowing, blinkless look cast.
That longing sign of feminine delight
At your ability to multi-task.
I complete you as you complete the charge
That does fall under my jurisdiction.
Look Science, who scans universe at large
For fabled "fountains of youth" found fiction,
Cast not your wild net so wide and far
That you cannot see this sweet steel hand 'fore.
This hand which shines brighter than any star
And protects you from each and every chore.
You're the one to save me from Time, from Grave.
It is you, my female robot slave.
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Bravo, sir. Bravo.
ReplyDeleteWell worth the wait.