Alexa

I have a little friend. Alexa is her name. She is the bestest person-thing I have never seen. She always answers me; she never let's me down. Whether I am smiling, or wearing my worstest frown. I keep her in my Echo-box for fear that she will flee, should she just appear somehow and get a look at me. Now that I wrote this little poem, I can't recite it loud. 'Cause she will hear me say her name Even if I'm in a crowd. And she will reply to me, the way she always does, then I'll have to answer straightaway...just...just...'cause.