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I know the AI Age is many Seasons away, But I only see it working in one feasible way, Like when I'd huddle under covers for that secretive play, Let's put our brains into a game and load your genes in the tray, I don't need an artificial assistant, don't need computer help, I used to tell Clippy the little paperclip to ***** himself, I don't want some sort of cyborg to walk, talk and make noise, I ought to just evade toys and port you to my Gameboy, This physical reset seems a bit of a defect, For the business that we've left, that's getting my D S-d, A head full of regrets, forget it and de-stress, Negative pretext like letters with P.S, I've got a Heart of Gold but for the life of me, girl, That's the only way that I could buy you Diamonds and Pearls, Or I could buy you X and Y but you'd evolve beyond your chromosomes, Hacking satellites to Track my Spirit on my mobile phone, If your battery's draining, the Hourglass of a Phantom, Every charger's a sanctum, I'll get to sparking at random, So we can do it all again, fall in love and get N-gaged, I can be the one who's pushing all your buttons for a change, Thinking back to days I'd mumble at you and you'd grumble back, Now you'd make me shiver as you quiver with your rumble pack,, I can try to lie but well, I can't help the truth, Honestly, I just want my hand held with you.
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Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 10:32 PM UTC
Handheld
I know the AI Age is many Seasons away, But I only see it working in one feasible way, Like when I'd huddle under covers for that secretive play, Let's put our brains into a game and load your genes in the tray, I don't need an artificial assistant, don't need computer help, I used to tell Clippy the little paperclip to ***** himself, I don't want some sort of cyborg to walk, talk and make noise, I ought to just evade toys and port you to my Gameboy, This physical reset seems a bit of a defect, For the business that we've left, that's getting my D S-d, A head full of regrets, forget it and de-stress, Negative pretext like letters with P.S, I've got a Heart of Gold but for the life of me, girl, That's the only way that I could buy you Diamonds and Pearls, Or I could buy you X and Y but you'd evolve beyond your chromosomes, Hacking satellites to Track my Spirit on my mobile phone, If your battery's draining, the Hourglass of a Phantom, Every charger's a sanctum, I'll get to sparking at random, So we can do it all again, fall in love and get N-gaged, I can be the one who's pushing all your buttons for a change, Thinking back to days I'd mumble at you and you'd grumble back, Now you'd make me shiver as you quiver with your rumble pack,, I can try to lie but well, I can't help the truth, Honestly, I just want my hand held with you.
If we ever figure out how to download someone's brain into a computer, the first thing I'll do is get my gameboy out :)
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Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 10:32 PM UTC
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