Alexa
Now she is the Monroe
Marilyn, Alexa:
"Lift skirt, and rotate;
Show little bit flesh."
Then after, she is told:
"Jump in pool, be naked! "
And we talk of the time
That life was different;
No one saw the breast,
Not even mom and girls,
Just rapists or husbands
(Read the maid related
Stories, behind hays…)
And of course, exception
Were infants and inmates
That served as the slaves.
Alexa is fashion
Brainwash to purchase,
Just follow as wagons
In a long, long train.
Woman in advertise
Reads the words on a dice
"Girlfriend, give me list
For going to the beach…"
Then replies digital
Voice of the Alexa:
"Towel, shades…"
And goes on
Till reaches sun-cream
(The core of advertise,
For taking our money…)
Next day shop is full of
The foolish; lined to buy
The cream, advertised!
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