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Showing posts with label robots. Show all posts
Showing posts with label robots. Show all posts

Monday, October 7, 2019

LITTLE BOX

For Sanaa's prompt on Imaginary Garden With Real Toads --inspired by Pink's "Hurts 2B Human"


It's getting harder
to be human
when to leave my comment
on your poem
I must prove
I'm not a robot

No easy feat

these days
when it's come down to
a set of rules 
a set of laws
not divine laws
(and not your in-laws)
but decrees laid down
by mortals
often with dubious aims
and dark agendas
but by god now they're set in stone
and we will follow them
to the letter
as we chant

Send them back!

Send them back!

Just like what you want me

to prove that I'm not 
and though it walks
and talks
and seems almost like a person
the human element
(unfortunately)
could not be programmed in
so before you check 
that little box 
look deep inside your heart
take a moment 
and ask yourself...

Where is the proof  

that I'm not a robot?



Friday, July 1, 2011

REHAB



Mah woman caught me lookin'
at another gal on the street
mah woman looked right up at me
and said in a voice so sweet:


YA GOTTA GO TO REHAB, REHAB,
YES YOU DO--
REHAB, REHAB,
OR I JUST CANNOT BE WITH YOU!

Rehab, rehab,
it's rehab for me and you--
rehab, rehab.
DON'T ASK--it's just the thing to do!

You'll deal with all those issues
of which your life is fraught
you'll deal with all those issues
you never had till you got caught

You'll have a bunch of counselors
they'll teach you everything
they'll teach you how to think
with something besides your ding-a-ling

Rehab, rehab,
it's rehab for me and you--
rehab, rehab,
DON'T ASK--it's just the thing to do!

You'll meet those famous philanderers
like Tiger and Jesse James
and all those other celebutards
whose lives went down in flames

They've been turned into robots
the kind of guys a gal can trust
they're caring and they're sensitive
and best of all--MONOGAMOUS!

It's the modern day equivalent
of a frontal lobotomy
gotta go to rehab
just to save me from bein' me!

Oops...ah farted...
gotta go to rehab for fartin'
Oops...I drooled right down mah shirt...
gotta go to rehab for droolin'
Oops...didn't use no deodorant...
gotta go to rehab for stinkin'

Now a man is gonna be a man
no matter what they try to say
if it feels good--DO IT--
just don't hurt no one along the way

Rehab, rehab,
it's rehab for me and you
rehab, rehab,
DON'T ASK--it's just the thing to do!
It's the modern day equivalent
of a frontal lobotomy
gotta go to rehab
just to save me from bein' me...
yeah, ah gotta go to rehab
just to save me from bein' me!