Google Life

Google Life

Many rackets
with your
name

Nothin to
fit the
World

And not
even you

A perfectionist
you

Makes a
perfect World

And the
work floatin

All over
the space

Time has
come

The tick
takes you
away

To the
unknown
world

Where only
the rackets
lye

In a
golden box

And you
sittin

In a
handicapped chair

With your
head fused
to the
computer

The Magic
of Live
Forever

Brought to
you by
Google

Caution: This might be all theory

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