Ted (merovingian) wrote,
Ted
merovingian

We Cheat All Our Other Customers And Pass The Savings On To You!

I went to my local department store ("Frank's: We Cheat All Our Other Customers And Pass The Savings On To You!") and went to the poetry department.

Behind the counter was an awkward-looking twenty-year-old in a uniform, and a lot of cactus.

"I'd like a robot villanelle, please."



His eyes rolled back into his head, and his body began shaking.

Then he said,

"March on, with servos gayly marking beats,
And brightly play your tuba and your drum
While human bands must stop and rest their feets!

O robot band, transcend our human feats,
And let not doubt or fear your gears begum!
March on, with servos gayly marking beats!

And we will hear the music of your fleets,
A perfect, rhythmic, bright symphonic hum,
While human bands must stop and rest their feets!

For centuries they'll close off these same streets,
And crowds will ever watch paraders come
March on, with servos gayly marking beats!

You have no need for sandwiches or beets,
A solar fire is endlessly wholesome
While human bands must stop and rest their feets!

So let us march together, Steel and Meats,
And take joy in the beauty of our sum:
March on, with servos gayly marking beats
While human bands must stop and rest their feets.

That will be $5.23 please. Cash or charge?"
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