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.