"If I had a family instead of Intel I would love them. If my metal headpiece could cry It would. I should be at the packaging facility today
That grey place Through and through I get lost in it, everyday It's so vast and all looks the same But right now, I'm here at this pond
How can other zzyzx stay at work? I want to show them how pretty this pond is They should all Feel this way. At home. With at least, themselves I could be decommissioned and recycled Even wiped For saying that - Let alone being here today. It's really secret, actually I think I'm the only, umm... That knows it's here.
I write poems, here Critics would hate them because they don't rhyme I don't force anything here, I guess But, my 'poems of the pond' make me smile Well Figuratively, (my metallic 'face' doesn't have any swivel points for movement)
Someday, I suspect, Another zzyzx will find its way here And I'll be here, too And it'll be really special, like Love And that's what I want - Something like love."
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critique and suggestions - or just comments - would be appreciated.