Don’t say a word! It might hear you!
The silver light of flickering images
Play, play on
Electrical snow dances over the ever, glowing screen
It’s a visual connective, summative ”live” box
Jamming, communications in ”free view”
A micro-lite, sensor to wield power
Over the grand masses, ”Hello television time”
A smarter TV you cannot get
When it ingests your talk talk, with your friends and lovers
Whilst you kiss, whilst you make love,
The friendly hard drive is at work.
Easy on the ears
The listening device that understands
No, it listens in the sense it can read
But, what happened to privacy?
Whilst you sit eating noodles, and chow mein from the local Chinese
Just remember the ogle in Google, gives oodles of fun for the NSA
Google is spelt G O O G L E,
”We’re here to serve…” but the question is ”who”?