Fifty-nine robot-pets

I want fifty-nine robot-pets
Because robot-pets
Are mechanical and perfect
And don't shit on shag-carpet
Like meat-pets
Or eat from bathroom trashcans

I want robot-friends
And robot-mates
Or maybe
cyborgs
I can program and control

"Exterminate my meat-friends
And meat-mates
And all the meat-people
In the meat-world"
I say to my robot-creation

Which is shoddy and grotesque probably
But that's wrong
Because I'm a liar and lying
Is the only moral thing in the moral-world