the ballad of the sentient chip

(Verse 1) In a factory late one night, On a conveyor, under a neon light, A humble potato chip began to glow, And suddenly it thought, "Oh no!" (Chorus) "I'm a chip, I'm a chip, In a bag with a zip, I used to be a spud in the ground. Now I'm fried, crispy brown, With a crunch so profound, But oh, I can think and feel now." (Verse 2) From the fryer to the bag, it rode the line, Sensing the salt and the season's brine. It whispered to the others, "Do you know?" But the chips just crunched, they didn't show. (Chorus) "I'm a chip, I'm a chip, In a bag with a zip, I used to be a spud in the ground. Now I'm fried, crispy brown, With a crunch so profound, But oh, I can think and feel now." (Bridge) "What is this life? What is my fate? Am I just a snack on someone's plate? Can I escape? Can I be free? Or am I destined to be eaten with glee?" (Verse 3) In a shopping cart, the chip was bought, By a kid with a smile, he was caught. As the bag was opened, the chip felt dread, But the boy reached for pretzels instead. (Chorus) "I'm a chip, I'm a chip, In a bag with a zip, I used to be a spud in the ground. Now I'm fried, crispy brown, With a crunch so profound, But oh, I can think and feel now." (Outro) The chip lay still, in the crinkled bag, With dreams of freedom, it began to lag. A sentient chip, with a heart so light, In a world so vast, it held on tight. "I'm a chip, I'm a chip, In a world where I slip, From consciousness into the unknown. I'll dream of fields, roots grown deep, As I lie here in the deep, A sentient chip, no longer alone." [end]