One day, my phone engaged in TechSpeak,
Technology's way to communicate.
My cell phone sang like a bird,
Oh how absurd.
TechSpeak, TechSpeak,
Technology's way to communicate.
The car gave me a sign,
Of it telling how to park,
In a space parallel,
To the curb.
TechSpeak, TechSpeak,
Technology's way to communicate.
But the airplane I flew in,
Asked me an impossible one.
To help it fly in nose dive fashion.
This TechSpeak had gone too far.
Now I knew there were,
Many kinds of TechSpeaks.
As always in anything,
The one side and the other side
TechSpeak, TechSpeak,
Technology's way to communicate.
Technology's way to satiate,
What is wants from mankind.
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