In the 11th dimension, they were busy
Ready and prepared
No more training was required
To transfer the last wife to their planet
On Earth a man covered in black
Roamed abandoned places
Avoiding contact with the very last humans
On the search for food and valuable items
Robots were instructed to collect
Pieces of a long-forgotten life
Between the heaps of trash
Left behind in a rush
Programmed to collect each skeleton
Bringing it back alive.
Scrape the bone is what their first citizen said
Intrigued by the recent treasure in his hand
It was similar to his own
At the same time completely different
Let's frame it, he thought
After all, it's part of our history
All the man on Earth found
Was 'trust the duck' written on a rusty sign
He smiled as he read the words
Vaguely remembered the typical bird
Hiding in the shadows
Less did he know
How the last wife
Left Earth unnoticed
In a hurry, awaiting
A better life in the 11th dimension
Fulfilling, worry-free
With all the company she ever dreamed of.
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Pictures: AI-generated by me - bing.com/create
28-3-2024