Alexa

 

I know that she’s listening

I know I should care

Daytime or night

Alexa is there,

 

She nagged and she nagged

until I stopped smoking

She called 9-1-1

When she noticed me choking,

 

She’ll mention the weather

shares with me the news

Then clears her throat

If I reach for the booze,

 

She won’t vacuum the carpet

Or wash up a dish

She’ll not dust a shelf

Or grant me a wish,

 

She can pick out my voice

When I’m in a crowd

There’s no way in Hell

I’d read this out loud,

 

As a friend she is lacking

A companion – so – so

I’m moving away

But don’t let her know.