The Robot

Hi all!!!¡¡¡!!!

I've written a poem that I could probably drag on forever

So I'm gonna write a series of poems

:D

Enjoy!

Around the workshop figures stir,
Gears and wheels spin and whir,
Motors creak as they begin,
To melt and form the model within,
As molten steel and circuit boards meet with a hiss,
A head shape is formed and two eyes can see this,
As the head sees a body, two legs and two arms,
It sees them attach to it, science and charms,
As soon as it's finished the figure sits up,
Strides out of the workshop and into a truck,
Which it hot-wires expertly and drives off you see,
To go start creating its own robot army.

Pyro.