1 нояб. 2024 г., 18:12

It 

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Its answers are so much in details,
It's capable to do all our tasks.
It makes the best in services and sales,
Imprudent questions it would never ask

 

It leads statistics of all our searches
Which products we are looking for
Every little problem that emmerges
It's solving in its omnifarious store

 

It directs all our desires
offers us solutions for some cents.
If someone wishes something to acquire
It's working without fees or a percent.

 

And staring at its exquisite screens
We lose all our preservation skills
It uses information as a means
To give us for our sickness perfect pills.

 

Is it for good we lose all our senses
And everything for us is somehow set.
Nobody even barely comprehences
He falls in love with global internet.


 

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