When I was a young girl I wondered,
How Singer machine can neatly
Help my Mom sew zillion of artistry-
Tailor made and fancy wedding gown.
She was a professional dress maker,
Designer of her own fashion.
How pity she’s in heaven for one,
Life was stunt I’ve never get to sew.
That time I was only eleven
It happened like a flash of memory
I grew up a humble & tiny
Tailor-made drug design researcher.
Machines at present day are very wise.
Poem like this one, can it weave?
I was told AI will replicize
Till human like I will be defeated.