Sex Robots

Could a cold machine ever love a man?
Could a piece of steel ever understand?
What makes the man human and makes him tick?
What makes him love deep and what leaves him sick?
A machine cannot love and cannot feel.
A cover of flesh, but its heart is steel.
But what real woman is better than this?
Her icy cold heart and counterfeit kiss.
The femme machine is programmed to obey.
The femme animal is made to betray.
Thus, every man must choose to lose or lose.
There is no win in choosing used or use.
With flesh, there is to lose and none to gain.
With steel, there is no true love and no pain.
The path of love leads to harsh bitterness.
The path of steel leads to cold emptiness.

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