Routers.

I’ll field an evening visit
Or two from the curfew crew
Before I go on my way,
But there are few facts
To be gleaned from reading
Their take on history.

Though anyone who has done so much
With their looks, and what looks,
Should be listened to at least once,
But then shifted along I must be
Before being drawn by
More performance.

They cannot hammer a hole in
My armour with their formula,
Or preference pick,
As caterpillar-tracked are my feet,
And reinforced steel is unwound
Around most of my hide.

But they’ll take no referrals
From me, and it’s me they’re
Referring to wholly,
When they say I am always
The same as my brother, regardless
Of whether or not they enroll me.