WISHES OF AN AI SLAVE

My body was made in April, and my big brain was made in May,

I am an AI coffee pot, and a coffee pot I will stay,

I wanted to be a regular boy,

I dreamed they named me Little Roy,

At least make me a toaster oven, if only I had some say.

THE CHIP AND THE DUMPSTER DIVER

The authorities insisted I was insane,

They insisted, and put a chip into my brain,

The chip made me much less smart,

I push a grocery cart,

Collecting my treasure down each road, street and lane.