Do I really want to know AC made a baby?
Like on a poetry website?
Boy the 'Net really know me
I do know how, though
But I forgot how to pronounce the word
Google keeps tabs on me
I knew that his baby was a test-tube baby
That's what they were called in the old days
I haven't got a clue what they are called now
I guess I must ask Google what they are called
LeeAnn, you have so brilliantly, with wonderful sarcasm, summed up the very dismal state, and costly price of... progress!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a scintillating and scathing satire! our google overlords are not only oracles there also big brother and scam artists.