My Echo Dots
we have a tiny A.I. in every room
seven all together, thanks to my groom
one wakes me up, another reads me to sleep
I listen to sounds of the Amazon deep
One A.I. tells me jokes as I happily paint
her knowledge is spot on, never old fashioned or quaint
If I want a fact, I turn to an A.I.
She’s my encyclopedia, do or die.
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