Hail the robot soldier,
Misanthropic and built to shine,
Typical army cannon-fodder,
Fighting where the sun don't shine!

Now some don't like the robot soldier,
Their bodies not flesh like yours and mine,
But I really do applaud those guys,
They're good to the last 'bot every time

When a machine wants to be a robot soldier,
It works hard every day,
Because it takes a lot of training,
To learn how to get blown away!

They brim with guns and missiles,
And they know how to let the lasers fly,
But I think flexible armored bodies would be handy,
So they can kiss their bolts goodbye!

Poke fun at the robot soldier,
But heed my warning I must say,
Don't ever regard them all too lightly,
There always in the mood to slay!




I modified this from someone else's song on another forum. Fare thee well, Mr. Drone, for your day with be at hand!