Treasure Island

Allen Steble

(20/04/1987)

Automation


I call up a company
On the telephone
Somebody answers it
Their voice is monotone
They ask me a question
And give me some options
I give them a 'sigh'
But that it does not recognise
For it's all automation
Robotic, clockwork automation.

Submitted: Sunday, June 09, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, July 31, 2013

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