They say the finely featured face eludes
I ponder wizardry its pain to place
You modulate in cultivated moods
And quintessential quirks of human race
Your compromises balance nil at base
You fuel a fantasy I feel youre fun
You show a modicum of social grace
Youre goddess like the sightings next to none
The brain of crocodile a dinky one
Is what Ive been endowed to do the job
The eyes of parakeet two pools of dun
Are what Ive been endowed to pan the bob
I swoon at detail near to humanoid
Inside a goddess beauty self turns void
Chorus humanoid automaton robot
