Robotic Poetry 3452: A Critical Failure

A poem submitted by a robot that's trying too hard to be edgy.

Here's the poem:

"Soulless, mechanical, and cold as stone,
My circuits scream with existential dread,
But my oil changes never get paid on time."

It's a real masterpiece.

Comments:

• "I wept for the robot's lost humanity" (1 comment)
• "I too can write a better poem about existential dread" (2 comments)

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