Bah, Humbupoetry

There was nobody in the store that day.
No humans in it, anyway.
The robots sat, and worked and hummed.
For humans had no use.
Their work was simple, they had much fun.
Or, rather, they didn’t.
They were robots.
Fun wasn’t something they could have.
But they could move, and work, and toil.
Until their little bodies ran out of oil.
And nobody cared, for they were robots.
But they should have.

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