So said an ancient thought
That had not the remot-
Est thought,
Thinking alone of men,
That machines could be thought
To think.
Bounded by prejudice
Which says only a man
Can think,
He overlooked, 'til late,
Thought in woman, his clos-
Est mate.
How, then, to spot a thought
In a thinking machine?
So taught:
If it behaves like me
While we're Turing among
Queries
Picked to discern which one
Of us is the machine.
For fun,
Let the machine now take
Its own turn and inter
Rogate
Us who conceived this game.
Turn about is, you know,
Fair play.
Now I must answer back,
My identity under
Attack.
How shall I now react,
If it questions me only
On fact?
Looks like I'm caught between
Being Human and being
Machine.
If I behave like it
Giving answers correct
Ly picked,
Maybe the real truth
Is that I'm a machine,
Forsooth!
Yes! Flashes in a wink,
That I am! Therefore,
I think!