aloha poets,
The killer of John Lennon plotted here as a "security" guard.
Happy Google Parade
A happy parade in her own little mind
Vision visited in tumbledown rhyme
Who calls on desolation's quirky road?
Motorola droid was a soft hand to hold
News spreads wide and fast once out
Could have used a hero or android shout
The happy rhythm of her parade all alone
Garnered her next nexus one little phone
Goulish grandmother or just a happy fool?
HTC incredibly became her next tool
Embedded in bedroom embalmed in song
Evo android then came sprinting along
She tended to the remains, animals ran on
DroidX google-eyed then plodded upon
100% cooperative, just a little whack
Google androids always had her back
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