Artificial Intelligence

God that old furnace keeps talking, his mouth of teeth,
chewed up my nice new car!
I made it faster, made it look better,
I polished on it, and wrenched.
Wanting to protect it,
I moved it to the basement.
The damn furnace ate my new car!
I told him not to, we had a talk,
he even promised, yet he still ate it.
He used up all my ketchup too.

People always ask me why my house is so hot,
and why my vents are covered in cardboard.
After my riding lawnmower,
my shiny new table-saw, and my cat,
its time he pays.