Jed The Humanoid
Last night something pretty bad happened. We lost a friend, All shocked and broken, Shut down, exploded. JED-E3 is what we first called him. Then it was "Jed," But Jed's system's dead. Therefore, so's Jed. We a*sembled him in the Kitchen, Made out of this and Made out of that and Whatever was at hand. When we finished Jed we were so proud. We celebrated, Congratulated, At what we'd created. Jed could run or walk, sing or talk, and Compile thoughts, and Solve lots of problems. We learned so much from him. A couple years went by and something happened. We gave Jed less attention. We had new inventions. We left for a convention. Jed had found our booze and drank every drop. He fizzled and popped, He rattled and knocked, Finally he just stopped.
- He's Simple, He's Dumb, He's The Pilot
- Hewlett's Daughter
- Jed The Humanoid
- The Crystal Lake
- Chartsengrafs
- Underneath The Weeping Willow
- Broken Household Appliance National Forest
- Jed's Other Poem (Beautiful Ground)
- E. Knievel Interlude (The Perils Of Keeping It Real)
- Miner At The Dial-A-View
- So You'll Aim Toward The Sky
