This a song about the Robot that lives in each one of our hearts and has had dinner at each of our homes. This is the robot you know and love. The robot found in the woods and brought into civilization and has now become a prosperous and contributing member of society.
Kyle Heimann, Popple, Copyright 2007
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Out in the woods on a Sunday afternoon, the leaves were green and it was the first of June the breeze was nice as it blew gently. Then I saw something, it was gray. I couldn't tell what it was, but it was coming for me.
It was a wild robot
I held my ground as I stared it in the eyes, it charged at me and my pulse began to rise, it spoke softly and stopped right in front of me. I reached out my hand and said "how do you do?" it tilted its head and said "a;sldkfjiwnerfr00xz" and I knew that we were, meant to be.
It was a wild Robot.
It spoke in binary
it worked at the refinery
too long in the woods got its cables full of vineries
sheet metal tateries
starving for some batteries
it's been raining since last Saturday!
It was a wild robot.
Three years later it'd come so far
He's so domesticated he's learning guitar
They're writing up the story
He's going to be a star!
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