Straight-out of the delivery box

Straight-out of the delivery box
Unharmed by the surgeon’s knife
His newly delivered laptop coos.
It laughs whist it gripes & grasps
At his forefinger! “Now” already
There’s a personality, installed...
Embedded, with a password...
A firewall, even a programmed,
Trap-door! O it’s bright and alert
Mumbling in a software language
That moreover is loud or ambient!
Boisterous or just calmly pragmatic!
But then again mustn’t he question,
Weren’t his newly delivered memory
stick; meant to be a vacant-blank?
Why he’s already got these gremlins...
Why it seems he’s already met up
With the upload, download, retailer.
With a fibre optics specialist
And the blu-ray programmer!
O nurses give him back to his mother.