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The PC’s a must, don’t you know?
A laptop, a few iPads or iPhones.
How else can we get on with lifes’s show?

Calls are fewer, texts, you betcha.
Emojis now equal to beautiful words?
Those obnoxious, electronic dog catchas!

Stop the 1950’s jabber and insulting the TV.
To all the electronics, we are down on our knees.
People no longer count, about worthless as fleas?

Don’t you know that people are sad and lonely?
But we treat them like pieces of rotting Baloney.
We may as well feed our precious iPad…Spumoni?

Stay plugged in, so unreal and not very sweet.
As your friends suddenly die, their God to meet.
And you~forgot we are not sheep, who just bleat.

You, and Miss Alexa are newlyweds, I guess.
At least, she does not have to wear a dress!
No more human world, I sadly confess!

We snicker over mindless junk at You Tube?
But hey, what goes on in our electrified noodles?
No brains, just romping pink poodles?

No need to be insulted by this sardonic poem.
I am just like you~ the iPad is now my home.
So shiny, voiceless, humanless, end of this tome.

There should be an Electronics Anonymous. for us!
Their control exerted over us is totally boundless.
Being now, minus humanity is bonkers and groundless.  



12/31/20222

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