Even a Robot Craves a Little More Conversation
Gerry Gigabyte, a robotic delight,
sat on a lab roof in morning’s light,
calculating earth’s current position;
amid the stars found a new addition.
His neuro-radar swiftly did detect,
upon it tiny moving carbon-based specks,
life forms that were humanoids,
he was surprised there were no androids.
This tiny planet of pepto-pink,
gave him pause to then rethink...
perhaps there are many earth-like planets
among the exoplanets and proto-planets?
After all there are many suns and moons
around which other planets grew;
still he hoped to find just one
that other robots may just run.
He’d love to visit and commune
with others whom he could be in tune;
this robot of unusual intellect
greatly craved an interstellar trek.
Oh shuttling through space was nice
though he preferred his very own kind;
the earthlings were an interesting lot,
still he preferred the company of other robots.
As morning wore on he calculated
as sun came up he was elated!
Detecting binary messages now;
there were other robots, holy cow!
So he formulated a clever plan
and it was ever oh so grand;
He’d sneak into the Virgin Galactic’s shuttle
but, he’d have to quickly scuttle.
Then Branson’s pride prematurely ascended
his plans now thoroughly upended.
But, Gerry Gigabyte’s enjoying his ride,
a free trip to space to meet his own kind.
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2022
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