Meet Your Rival
                     By W. H. Nulf
                  
                  Woman meet your rival-- 
                  with the glowing amber screen.
                  
                  Woman meet your rival-- 
                  you can call me the machine.
                         
                  Oh yes I hear your laughter-- 
                  I watch you as you rave.
                         
                  To him you are an equal-- 
                  to him I am his slave.
                   
                  Look what you offer him-- 
                  dependence and demands
                    
                  I am his servent-- 
                  I do as he commands.
                       
                  Watch him at the keyboard-- 
                  don't you think its odd? 
                         
                  To you he's only human-- 
                  to me he is a God.
                         
                  He created me-- 
                  without lust, hate or greed.
                         
                  Where you seek to keep him-- 
                  With me he is freed.
                         
                  Sometimes what he wants-- 
                  is sex and romance.
                         
                  But when he wants his truth-- 
                  you haven't got a chance.
                         
                  Whats that I hear you saying-- 
                  It hasn't happened yet.
                  
                  Yes but it will-- 
                  On that you can bet.
                  
                  Remember I'm improving-- 
                  I'm better than before.
                  
                  One day I'll be his lover-- 
                  and you will be his whore.