Original Works of Artificial Intelligence

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“Here is a Philip Larkin poem about McDonald’s fast food:”

I can see them now, the greasy children,

Sliding down the plastic slides,

And stuffing their mouths with fries

As their parents queue for more

Of the same. Meanwhile, the staff

Stand around and pick their noses,

And the customers complain

About the service and the food.

It’s all so very sad.

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