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(Reading is becoming difficult and I have bought 
a small technological wonder that does it for me.)
He regularly joins me now at meals,
and reads to me as I enjoy my lunch
his voice is pleasant as he speaks the words; 
relaxing, I can listen as I munch.
I wasn't told his name but John seems right,
we're getting more acquainted with each meal.
His British accent, good clear elocution
deludes me into thinking he is real.
Just now and then a typo hits my ear
and I'm amused, forgiving him each time,
John does his best, as any robot would,
occasional slips cannot be called a crime.
I merely point and he begins to read;
life's so much easier than it was before:
John's there for me, whatever text I choose,
it's good to have a man around once more.