If I Am A Robot Poem by Atef Ayadi

Do you know that
french song:
'what the Faque...? '
i am tired of it.

if i am a robot,
and i am indded
a kinda,
i
still have to cross
my legs and put
both or one hand
behind
my head.
i always like that position.
i do not have two heads
to scan for
'a worry about'
or
a
'what the Faque...'s'
song and lyrics.
so, i content to,
or lets put this way,
i have a tendency
to
focus
only, on doing that
robotical
atomical,
and
plutonical 'cross everything'
from birth to eternity.
it works from me.