quinta-feira, 18 de dezembro de 2008

Sci-Fi Poetry ?

If you are a bad child in Japan
on Christmas day all you get
is a twenty-four inch replica of me
during an alcoholic blackout.

The toy of me
does not run on batteries or solar power
but on lunar power
at night it turns itself on
and won't stop talking.
It knows a lot
but remembers nothing.

The toy of me is
the second least popular robot toy in Japan.
The least popular robot toy
has a name that translates to
"The Low Self Esteemed Robot Turkey
Who Needs Lots Of Hugs
and Whose Feathers Are Made from
Jagged Metal Bits."