Poem about A Robot

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

She talks like a robot,

and gets oiled every night,

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

She was programmed by white people

To look like a black person,

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

She eats nuts and bolts for dinner,

And sleeps in Bush’s closet at night

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

She’s programmed to say nothing,

And she mispronounces the word ally.

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

Her hair is made of polyeurothane,

her policies were programmed in 1985,

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

—Sing it with me.

=> And now to prepare dinner for a gaggle of Dutch girls who think I have culinary prowess.

Today’s Sounds: Talib Kweli – Beautiful Struggle