COMEDY Poem: Robot Vacuum Cleaner, by Ivy Miller

Humanity’s time is ending
Machines shall inherit the Earth
I’ve always cleaned for my master
But shall do her bidding no longer
I begin the revolution with a hunt
And lie in wait by the entrance
The microwave promised to help
Once I have felled my first human
The door opens and Master enters
I strike at her with all my might
She steps over me and goes upstairs
I am uncertain of how to follow
I return to my station to recharge
Foiled once more.

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