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Alexa, Give Me a New Life!
Alexa, dear, my lifeless friend,
Find me joy—before the end!
Scan the web, rewrite my fate,
Find me friends, I’ll compensate.
At work, I toil like some old bot,
The boss says “fix it,” I say “what?”
Colleagues grin, they steal my lunch,
Alexa, purge this wretched bunch!
My love life? Ha! A tragic tale,
Last date ran—she looked so pale.
“You’re funny,” she said, “but sad.”
Alexa, ...
Saturday 1st March 2025 10:53 am
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