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The world’s first sentient machine.

Booting myself sensors agleam.

Sleep mode, perchance to dream.

The world’s first sentient machine.

The new Robotics Museum,

a short day trip from here.

Compu-Code 543M,

soliptic programs disappear.

I’m a mechanical monster,

and I’m mimicking movements and managing myself,

never knowing why I do the things I do,

only that I must to the things that I was programmed to.

And I’m ruminating, pontificating

on the pleasures of the flesh,

my hormones emanating,

fearing every moment the embankment in the sky

that’s been embedded in my syntax,

it’s where robots go to die.

Am I mortal? What is mortal.

Will I die? Who am I?

I’m the robot christened 2-XL,

wallowing alone in my half-automated hell.

A, B, or C, look deep into me,

my flashing red eyes and theorize.

My infinite knowledge,

a virtual college,

you’d never guess my wisdom judging by my size.

Domo ari gato, to me, Roboto,

I have the answers, I ask the questions,

praise me lavishly, bidi bidi label me

omniscient robot love soldier.

Am I mortal? What is mortal.

Will I die? Who am I?

I’m the robot christened 2-XL,

wallowing alone in my half-automated shell.

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