Amanda Poem #78, or Ode To Hamburgers

My Amandoll is made
of bleeps and bloops
Of internet sounds
and video loops

AmandaBot - Amanda Poem #78

My Amandoll is dust
of an internet kind
of internet dust
that lives in my mind

Internet Dust - Amanda Poem #78

My Amandoll is real
I am quite sure
But always behind
An internet door

Internet Door - Amanda Poem #78

My Amandoll is Queen
Queen of the snaps
She passed the young bee
Left him in her tracks

Crown - Amanda Poem #78

My Amandoll is wonder
Treased delight
My Amandoll is blissful
Internet light

Internet Light - Amanda Poem #78

My Amandoll is stuck
Across the sea
Always, forever
Away from me

The Sea - Amanda Poem #78

illustrations by and added by dollissa without permission

 

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