There was a boom in robots once.
It all came about back in 1st or 2nd grade.
And if you invested then, daylight garners you
several that breathe, toting samples of published cook
-ing ontologies, torrents of taste alleged. Memory has it we
don’t have the brains to recall their recipes.
We politely followed them, tho, unwed yet in peace
until we ran into a couple out cold staring thru ice.

Is this bluff for real? one asked with good reason
before the ice covered future grade markers.