Thursday, February 17, 2011

Could computers predict
My love for you?
Could Watson book
A nook for two?

Maybe I’m just a dummy,
Who could be poisoned by emotion,
But I’m driving with passion,
This isn’t powered by mechanical locomotion.

Even positions of planets don’t matter
You could be a leo or a ‘tarius,
But it’s just you and me
And together we will carry us.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Watson, I think our budget is in jeopardy.
We better line up the suspects
And throw away the key.

We can pretend we’re playing wall-ball
Just get me a Spaulding,
We’ll forget about economics
When our behinds are scalding.

Or bring out the dog-and-pony show
And converse with the contestants,
Talk as much as you like,
Maybe we’ll win awards for being hesitant.