in

See the little houses like Robots do

See the little houses

all in a Row

First the gold

The more the silver

the better the Old

The halls run thru

the middle of the Wall

The glass houses

are last to Fall

The robots see

& tell All

they pick up the Phone

Tell them to Call

the future comes back

with Recall.

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What do you think?

Written by Johndavisnearby

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