Destroy What Was Once Created, Robots

(poems go here) The mother’s cold metal fingers Pushed the synthetic plastic hair From her daughter’s empty head The small humanoid robot whimpered The mother processed the sound Before mumbling soft volumed things A hollow metal crash resounded from the floor below And the horrible sound of dial-up internet The small robot gasped her noise box stalling The mother shed shiny oil tears Fleshy footsteps pounded up the stairs The mother robot acted quickly She launch their personality into cyberspace Before their hollow metal bodies were smashed By the unfeeling plump humans