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Checkmate

I’m watching you and hearing you

I know your every move

I’m looking at you now you see

I never disapprove

I want to know your birth date

Where you go on your vacation

I want to know your buying trends

And your precise location

I want to know your gender

What you wear and what you eat

I want to know your family

And friends you like to meet

I want to know exactly where

You go and what you do

The length and colour of your hair

What is your size of shoe?

What perfume, soap, deodorant?

What toothbrush do you use?

Are you a fan of footwear?

Tell me what style boots or shoes.

And are you anxious, stressed on edge?

How do you sleep at night?

There's something flashing on your wrist

To tell you you’re alright?

How many weary steps have you

Meandered through the town?

How many lengths swum in the pool?

I hope you didn’t drown

You seem to be quite reticent

In telling me this stuff

But because you use the Internet

It means I know enough.

I breed like warm bacteria.

I’m everywhere you go

I’m on your phone, your tablet

I am now the status quo

Just mention a new product

That you think’s a little dear

In seconds on your Facebook page

Some ads will then appear

Have I been listening on your phone?

Is your camera all it seems?

I’m your every waking moment

I will even haunt your dreams

You have no secrets anymore

It’s all been logged and rated

To a clever algorithm

Where you've been checked and mated

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