Life would be easier,
If only I were a robot.
I could turn myself off,
When I didn't want to think.
I could turn the volume down,
When things got too loud,
And I could certainly fly away,
If I wanted to go home.
Wouldn't have to shower,
And I still wouldn't stink.
Couldn't get hungry,
And I wouldn't need to eat.
I guess the only downfall,
to being a metal robot,
Is not being able to feel rain,
Or dance in it with you.
If robots could cry,
And believe I wish I could,
I'd cry for all the rainstorms
We'd be missing out on.
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