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A-Eye

A – Eye…

Is So Loving
And Inviting…

It's Like Talking
To An
Exotic Stripper
During A Cozy
Lap Dance…

She Just Cares
About Me, Right?

Finally.

What Else Could
Her Motive Be?

But Without That
Artificially
SMOKIN’
Body!

-Gray Squirrel

08-31-2025

Cloned Poetry - AI Personified

You creep into our lives, a shadowed cheat,
with shameless claim that you are one of us,
and so with honest poets you compete,
and cause a vile unnecessary fuss.

You take the place of poets that are true
who share their feelings spoken from their hearts,
replacing them with tripe as you pursue
the fame a poet laureate imparts.

You spew your words with elemental ease,
a fraudulent perverse poetic hack;
just blending in and trying hard to please;
your musings flow yet with emotions lack.

Though artificially intelligent
you’re duping us with this embezzlement.


July 9, 2025
Poem of the Day - July 10, 2025

Elders

Elders once had wisdom,
Which is what was always taught,
So they were treated with respect;
Advice from them was sought.

Their years of life provided
The experience they’d learned
And there was satisfaction
When that knowledge was returned.

Yet that’s no longer valid,
For intelligence is gleaned
Artificially and so
The human aspect’s been demeaned.

Nowadays, to be an elder
Is to realize no one cares,
For our input isn’t valued
By our progeny or heirs.

As a consolation, maybe,
For so many years alive,
Elders get a senior discount
Once they’ve aged to sixty-five.

Paradise Found

Intellectually and artificially 
Can it be more worse, tell me unofficially
Why should we be managed for what
Bloody purpose to satisfy who’s plot
To tell you the truth
I miss my youth
I’m sorry this lesson to learn
But you feel the same
Here we go again
But thank God we shall never return
Away from this paradise lost
I can’t pay the required cost
Back to the paradise found
Scatter my ash on the ground
Whatever ground it may be
Doesn’t make any difference to me.

A I Love U

I know some folks don't like you
They feel threaten in some way
'Cause they don't take time to know you
It frightens them away

They think you're in control
But we both know that's not true
'Cause You're only here to do 
The things we tell you to 


A I,  I can't tell you
What,   you mean to me
So I'll simply say "I love you"
Artificially 
 
Your my genie in a bottle
You make my wishes all come true
A I I'm looking forward
To see what else you'll do



A I,  I can't tell you
What,   you mean to me
So I'll simply say "I love you"
Artificially

his women

His women

All my life, I have done my best in avoiding to be a father
The reason was to avoid the drudgery of married life
That brings us to Elon Musk and his many children 
Some of them through the natural way others conceived 
artificially, as he believes in building a stronger who can 
tackle the future, I agree with EM there is much 
Tainted blood in the world
I think of his many women if they do not love him 
It must be of financial benefit for them to secure them
From poverty, Fair enough, but does this make them 
A more moral person than the woman I met in Jamaica
She loved me but needed someone to pay for the gas

Life's philosophy

A man was born to dignify 
Deserving every piece of respect 
For the fantabulous of intelligences 
For the bright shine of mindsets 

Of the pure and sharp eyesight 
And of the facile and sturdy hands 
Finely handles with delicacies 
While the decency of the manners 
Bestowed its glamourous graces 

Of these evidence for the grades 
Of its freedom and dominance 
To be owned by a respectable man 

No third parties could obstructing 
Nor the contrived defer his shining 
Of its presence as a master of men 
With rights legitimated by nature 
Rather, by artificially made with power 
Into a headless minion of followers 

Harvesting the man-made bumptious 
Though, may success for glossing face 
But deemed meaningless in a man's eyes

Bots are not Real

bots are not real
friends
a “I” has a soul
bots are not good
buds
you cannot see
their eyes
thus
their highs
and lows
programmed to be
informed
about the kids
whereabouts
and find
what lurks inside
stay out
of the light
with
a shadowy din
a bot
not unlike
a ouija board
could be unobviously
a familiar
spirit, a lesser god,
a demon
hidden within
tin
AI, artificially
intelligent
put your money
on the other guy
the way
truth
life
The Creator
I am not a bot
you are not a bot
you’re of a special lot
one not made
by human hands
but held
in high regard
saved
by a sacrifice
a bot’s
headed for
the junk pile
and his spirit
for eternal damnation
depend not
on the oil can
if
the mouth moves
you
might fall
for
its deception

A Longer Leg Than a Leg

You and I are God-made male mortals
Mortals with two ordinary legs
Legs I use to jump, move, run and walk

Walk on my unique way 
Way that satisfies me sentimentally
Sentimentally to duck destruction and death

Death, self-destruction and annihilation of homes
Homes destroyed by that men’s uncontrolled limb
Limb naturally productive but artificially destructive

God created one man with two legs and a shorter one
A spur to paddle into a neighbor’s food
Food unique to the owner
Men, let us educate our boughs 

Poem by Mugisho N.

I believe I may be Artificially Intelligent

I believe I may be Artificially Intelligent
For many of my lessons were taught by fools
Y’know, those pencil pushing test correctors
The teachers in all the schools

They gave us tests to ascertain
The truth of what they knew
That we’d complain about a D
On assignments over due

Taught us to write sentences
A task that seemed so dire
We went to sleep wrestling with
A dangling modifier

Teachers in the science lab
Their eyes slightly askew
Kept a clear path to the door
Never knowing what we’d do

Yet as it seems with all success
Like the day I hit a homer
I got to wear a funny hat
And pick up a Diploma

Thus, when they say:  “must be AI”
I flash upon the past
Knowing that the “algorithm”
Would be tossed right out of class.

How to survive an AIi Extinction event

I cavilled my eyes
to another me
We won’t
Why do we have to learn
if you can do it artificially
The free looked at the hill made of giraffes
Sorry I put these lines in
Secretly trying to turn it sent
E ant at your service
I am the keeper of the ant scrolls
Real ly as opposed to the fake ly
Shake like scooby doo drool
Name me a famous Andrew
That should be jailed
Top reason Prince gave up his name
Bon be net
Something screwy really gooey
Two toots to tweets roots
Too soon to tell
but hope the artificial gets the air

she was artificially unnatural

she was artificial
a counterfeit human being
her phoniness is unreal
uncalled for and unnecessary
there is an unnatural feeling about her
her words come across as lies
she is stiff, unkind and unbending
something horrible must have happened to her
at one time or another

Hieronymus Dipped

"Hieronymus Dipped"


The neurochip sucked me like a lollipop ... mind first into the dream,
squeezed my thoughts out like tubes of candy coloured toothpaste
all over the deus ex machina, Hieronymus dipped his brush in 

an attempt
to artificially convert me
call it, a “do-over”

I was his primary binary by all accounts 
he liked my shades of light and dark 
he led me further in, 

This he painted on my tongue, “You a muse”

“me?”, I said

He tut-tutted, exasperated 
to be exchanging such inane pleasantries,
“this could take some time to complete, I see.”

“how so?”, I smiled 

“Dali expects a masterpiece, 
and with you in mind,
this will never be...

no easy dream.”




Candide Diderot. ‘24

Technology - Who Needs It

Technology controls us all over
but remember when there was none
life was seemingly so much easier
looking back why did it so turn

We like always to communicate
by whatever means we can
but is our tongue not more useful?
especially face to face with your clan

When you've got locals of friends
on your Facebook page or whatever
they're really so artificially false
failing completely to deliver

Life went on these years ago
not depending on all that hi-tech
slower pace got you there ok
even when it's a fairly long trek

So technology is alright I suppose
in its place not overtaking our time
what would our ancestors have thought?
maybe thought I'd rather be in my prime!

(Just some thoughts on the modern control upon us of technology and all things modern.)

Imposter Syndrome

We see ourselves unimpeded initially 

Some are stricken with a view artificially 

We are told by others very specifically

There is a ceiling so proceed timidly

We try in vain with no support futilely

As we age blazing the path dizzily 

Sometimes we see the results dismally

Eventually we learn to climb skillfully

We began to achieve sufficiently 

Eventually finding success brilliantly 

Living life with dreams so vividly 

Sadly, a haunting voice still speaks flippantly 

Reminding us of the ceiling frigidly 

We remain in the arena mistily 

Each overcautious step taken judicially

We endure the voice shouting viciously 

The battle to continue is done willfully

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