The robot takes to watching romantic comedies
And leaking visual lubricant upon hearing certain sappy love songs;
All the while
Caught up in daydreams of how,
Where there is beauty,
She enhances it--
And to the straight and dull,
She bring panache and style.
And besides! She's hot!
But could she love a robot?
Could she love someone genderless?
Could she love
Someone not covered under warranty?
If the robot could shrink,
And hide among the cotton balls and band-aids at night,
Then the robot might hear her sighing in her sleep,
Saying,
"Dreamy robot!
Come and get me!"
But unfortunately,
The robot spends its nights folded for easy storage
Among the coats and boots
In the front closet,
Where,
Set to standby mode,
The robot dreams Rapunzelian dreams
In which the beloved little curling iron
Is always warm
And close at hand.
Thu Mar 20, 2008 8:53 pm
DarkChyldesKiss Site Admin
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Cookie,
Awwwwwwwwww poor little robot and the curling iron! Loved the way you turned the curling iron into a person! LOL
Hugs,
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Fri Mar 21, 2008 3:16 am
MysteryGirl Moderators
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Hmm LOL,I wonder how many of us go thru life like a 'robot' thinking that no one could possibly love us?
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