One day we shall have bar codes on our toes and slip our feet beneath the sensor rays
And calculate our worth for all to see and get reports on our birthdays
We'll play baseball in kiosks in real time and never feel a single drop of rain
Our doctoring will all take place online we'll have sweet liquids to block all our pain
The deaths we see through glasses will be real but we will learn to block them with a blink
We'll build bridges to somewhere in our minds and wonder why we once had kitchen sinks
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