By the Time We Get To Phoenix
As life gets easier,
and survival becomes less urgent,
AI and his muscle (female machines) are taking over,
the sexbot revolution has begun,
no not starring Harrison Ford,
people will bring better values,
no not like the Jedi,
disrupting the kaos of short cut dictators,
take a little more off the top please,
and disrupting out dated laws,
like those found by the dead pool,
beginning, by trodging, through social graces,
then softly landing on paved social values,
I guess what I am trying to say is,
if dead people had values,
you would be the best buy.
Poor Little
Fish Devils
Only blondes can wear brown eye makeup,
the rest of you look like you died last week,
black is out,
there's no sense in sometimes truthy nazis, wearing rebellious makeup,
blue is a bit clownish,
and purple is too religious for women to like,
what idiot drained the swamp of color,
I see the last trick you have left in your bag,
to walk around color blind and naked at the end of the world.
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