back
Baby Ate a Microchip
A poem by Neal Levin
Baby ate a
microchip
,
Then grabbed a bottle, took a
sip
.
He swallowed it and made a
beep
,
And now he’s thinking pretty deep.
He’s downloading his
A
B
C
s
And calculating
1
-
2
-
3
s.
He’s memorizing
useless facts
While doing Daddy’s
income tax.
He’s processing, and now he
thrives
On feeding his
internal drives.
He’s throwing
f
i
t
s
, and now he
fights
With ruthless bits and toothless bytes.
He must be feeling very smug.
But hold on, Baby caught a bug.
Attempting to reboot in haste,
He accidentally got
erased!