Pointless

Two billion cells comprise my brain, with neurons in between
Of all the robots ever built (by humans), I’m the queen
My sensors are the very best, my actuators swift
My calibration is precise, adjusting to the drift
My body’s made in human form, the detail’s very fine
‘Aphrodite’, I’ve been called, my beauty’s quite divine
The universe is in my hands, no problem’s too complex
How cruel I must spend my nights having pointless sex