I told my robot to do my biddin'. He yawned and said, "You must be kiddin'." I told my robot to cook me stew. He said, "I got better things to do." I told my robot to sweep my shack. He said,"You want me to strain my back?" I told my robot to answer the phone. He said, "I must make some calls of my own," I told my robot to brew me some tea. He said, "Why don't you make some for me?" I told my robot to boil me an egg. He said, "First lemme hear you beg." I told my robot, "There's a song you can play me." He said, "How much are you going to pay me?" So I sold that robot, 'cause I never knew Exactly who belonged to who.

For years, this has been my eight year old daughter's favorite poem and she does a good job of reading it... ... with feeling. A couple of years ago, (age six at the time), she climbed up into the spotlight and read it in the middle of my set at a coffee house where I was playing.... Needless to say, she and Shel stole the show.

Len