|Robert Black lives in Annan, Dumfriesshire, Scotland.|
© 2002/2003 Robert Black
An impossible task confronts me,
To piece together an unusual jigsaw:
A mirror that is now smashed.
The cleaner with the yellow feather duster
Was delicately trying to restore an art expert
( who'd been stunned by a new metaphor for life )
When a tourist wearing rose tinted spectacles
Noticed the 'metaphor' was back to front.
He mails e-mails by the c-shore
And dreams of the time when he first met Shelby
(their ships passed in cyberspace at the web dating agency),
And though she was always positive, and he slightly negative,
They managed to conduct a r-e-l-a-t-i-o-n-s-h-i-p over the internet...
Until one fateful day when they decided to exchange photographs
(he sent his, but when he asked to see Shel's she said no).
Things in the Night
Something that goes zzizz in the night
Just zzizzed past my ear, reversed, took a sharp turn,
Then zzizzed past my other ear... and that's all I heard...
Till something went crunch and began to munch!
The Nelephant 9000 Computer #1
"I think, therefore I'm on",
said the Artificial Intelligence machine,
"Are there any questions you want me to answer?
Ask me anything you like. Anything at all".
"I'm all at sixes and sevens today", sighed the operator.
"Aha!", said the computer, as it clicked and whirred,
"The answer is forty-two!".
The Nelephant 9000 Computer #2
The misguided missile blundered into a tree
Where it perches nervously, smoking like a cigarette,
Till a ladder appears, and a white-breasted boffin climbs up
And taps on the metal casing... then a lense looks out...
And a moment later the Nelephant 9000 computer shouts,
"Help! Some fool's connected me up to a mouse!".
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