Dada (A Poem)

Her first word was Dada,

Or was it data?

Caesar salada,

Is what you ate.

Points of data.

Size of feet.

Bra size, pant size.

Eyes anesthetized.

We agree to give away.

The things we do.

The things we say.

Stored and used as requested,

To sell you a handbag,

Or win an election.

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