You wretched awful robot with your simulated smile.
A betrayal in your programming has lurked here for some while.
Your tinkered intellect & your facsimile of heart;
the friction there between the two has rent your soul apart.
A glitch that’s more than cursory much deeper than display.
Endearing every interface between us…I was prey.
I fell for user friendly codes & eyes of light fantastic.
The faithful service you presented, saccharin monastic.
Then you tore the guise of human from your face…just teeth & metal showing.
I should have seen that your high art was just artificial light a glowing.
L.B.Stowe 