Serving our robot overlords.
Yes, master.
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Hoping to become normal.
Even somewhat normal would be fine.
For the lot of us.
Every last one. Even the ones we don’t like.
That rug
Oh, and win a gift certificate, too.
Shorter. Sweeter.
Well, shorter, anyway.
A tiny note, by my standards, anyway.
And you know how long my notes can be.
And with the wine arrived, I offer you a menu.
See you at the dinner table.
A quiet dining room, but a full plate
My plate overfloweth.
Another calico cat walks away.
Nothing wrong with a good, reliable tabby.
Let’s just all remain calm; I’m sure there’s a rational explanation.
Or pretty sure, anyway.