Same as the Old Boss

To really exit with a stylish bang,
a firing squad’s the better way to die,
but nooses used for making bodies hang
ensure a person’s leaving on a high.
The chair’s a lively way to make a spark
and look alive as muscles jerk and twitch.
Of course, it’s cheaper at the public park
to gather sticks and burn up like a witch.
 
And now we’ve got creative, thinking tech
to further optimize the ancient art
of how to stop a pulse or break a neck
or swell a brain and blow a head apart.
Imagine all the methods bots will find
to help us humans kill our bloody kind!

Paul Burgess


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