Sunday, February 4, 2007

Paranoid Poetry

Got a Google chip in my head
Because of the bad things that I said
It didn't make me crazy
didn't make me a slave
but I can't get close
to the microwave
I have to push the button
then run run run
I listen for the ding
then I know that it's done
I never think of Google
in a negative way
or I won't wake up
till the following day

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