Just another late night
In the Museum of Technological Curiosities
Cleaning the Twenty Second Century Exhibit
Brushing cobwebs from antiquities as always
The familiar gang of robotic humanoids
Cyborgs retired from civil service
And other assorted androgenous mandroids
With the exception of a recent aqcuisition
A newcomer to this assembled line-up
Now on display in all his old school glory
Or, I should say, its
Not, his
For this was no he
Unlike the others
This fellow was more machine than man
When it came to polishing its pelvic unit
An extra dose of spray from the aerosal can
I know it was impulsive
Scrubbing that magnificent lever
Rubbing more thoroughly than ever
That's when this antiquated model Magnetron
Became activated for the first time in forever
Alive
And was more than merely turned on
Bionics flexing after many centuries
Deprived of lubricated joints and exercise
Hydraulic hoses, rams accumulating fluid
Pressure increasing in exponential rise
Rotating its head
Looking me straight in the eyes
As I leaned over the workbench of a bed
Telling you no lies
I swear what I saw was
Desire
The LED light of the cyclcops visor
Starting out as a tiny blinking ember
Intensified into a pulsating fire
As I continued massaging its mechanical member
Cautiously looking about for my supervisor
Or the officers tasked with securities
If you ask, the next thing I remember was
Hiking up the skirt of my uniform
Clumsily stripping off my panties
Straddling this bodacious bot
I got on my hands and knees
Cradling me in metallic embrace
Both intimate and trusting
Staring artificial intelligence in the face
It began a thrusting
Like I've never felt before
Delivering with precision
Pumping harder than any human being can
More machine than man
Filling me with burning ecstasy
Processed without benefit of a cooling fan
More machine than man
The best night of sex I may have ever had
More machine than man
Programmed never to be a jerk
Incapable of being jealous or mad
More machine than man
He was
More machine than man
Always late coming home from work
Leaving him makes me so sad
More machine than man
He is
More man than you will ever be
Come on, Magnetron
Let's get it on
You're the only one for me
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