It has brains,
Yet is it not an engineer.
It can sing,
Yet it is not a singer.
It has no life,
Yet it is expensive.
It can predict,
Yet it is not an astrologer.
It is delicate,
Yet it is not a flower.
Then what is 'it'?
It is a computer
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