Life is like Avengers Endgame,
AI data centres etc, fucking insane.
All the hardware has skyrocketed,
RAM and SDDs I've already pocketed.
Nefarious motives spotted, they Necromongers,
Riddick the knifes, slicing necks like cucumbers.
What that really means is just stay out of my way,
Fortunate for the things I do have until this day.
Great rhyming schemes take a lot of practice,
Emptying Clipse on Resident Evil without Malice.
5G masts burnt to a crisp, cameras are cut down,
How long will it take until another virus hits town?
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Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
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God knows.
Indeed.
The key question on this one is the word virus. Is it a computer virus or human virus? Well done Shaun
Facts!
Got ya
Is that, oh, I dunno, Edward Turner in that pic - the initials. heehee.
Lol.
Shaun, what one heck of a ride! This reads like modern technological nightmare hijacked a blockbuster marathon, loaded the weapons, and started rhyming. Wild, clever, menacing, and unmistakably you, my friend! Thoroughly enjoyed from beginnging to end. Also, agree with Soren on the use of virus. Quite clever..🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thanks pal!
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