AI Whore
She came to my door just after four
My AI whore
She broke the ice, by saying we could do it on the floor
They didn't get carpet burns any more
I asked if we should take precautions
We don’t want unwanted robots running around
She said no, they use the sperm for remodification
Sex didn't seem exciting any more
I suggested we go for a drink
Met the Ex, who introduced me to, Simon, 8.2
I asked her what the 8.2 meant
She gave me a wink and then I knew
Simon had an extra 2
I wanted to get far from the bar
Walk amongst people, get as far
Then I realised walking out the door
I was being replaced by Simon and the whore.
Copyright © Paul Bell | Year Posted 2025
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