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Greetings From A Tiny Inhabitant in Space
Small injustices of the bureaucracy Mean
little to the robotic mind
Software, careless of my problems
Stares coldly down the microchipped nose
Cuttingly he clones the syllables
Inflection destroyed by a digital error.
The stage is dimly lit
Enter right the green grocer
Pencil poised over a brown paper bag
The libretto is a love song
with the cosmos
and an irreverent spouse
Somewhere in a deserted ballroom
Strains of an off key waltz
Linger with a sweet and sour lilt
Pardon me, while I take a stroll
Down the infinite boulevard
Through the many galaxies
Bypass the nebulae,
Raise my arms to that far off star
Where my counterpart is waiting,
Hello there old buddy Hello.
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