center Wake up sweet darling Let the sun caress you And let me kiss your lips Sweet as morning dew

I’m Roboticous Personal hygiene robot All ready for you To service all of your needs Your very own slave for keeps

All the talents that we have been… From His bounty, gracious and ove… Bury them not underground to lay f… Let them light the sky, bright and… The third steward; let us not emul…

Once upon a time there was an old… All by himself in a secluded mount… A rottweiler lived with him Only ate cookies and cream Sadly, he wouldn’t bark; intruders…

A lie often told Factoid becomes very soon By all counts by noon Yes, lies hoodwink some, not all For who wants to play the fool?

Worry not dear child Someone’s looking out for you Whatever you do In stormy weather Someone will be beside you

Let us die empty Let’s take nothing to the grave E’en what we most crave Our time and talent All of our worldly treasures

Just for Laughs. Or is it? Oh geez! summer’s here A little early this year It’s not even May But look! all the trees are green

Bright lights all around the neigh… Putting everyone in a festive, hap… And in the airwaves, we hear holid… The malls brimming with persistent… We’re there; be it sunny skies or…

A pale gold light in the far horiz… As morning shadows retreated quick… Vanishing totally with the midday… But then, shadows reappeared slowl… Cloaking all things before day is…

center She promised to come soon And only a few days remain Tension and excitement Driving me insane

She loved the night’s gentle breez… As it touched her moonlit face Behind her, her arms he squeezed Eyes skyward, thoughts lost in sp… She leant back feeling at ease

Enthralled I am, awestruck captiv… Her loveliness defying description Her sweet pleasing honeysuckle fre… Stirring long-buried dormant emoti… Her subtle evanescent lilac scent

just for laughs. or is it? i asked robbie to write me a love poem that I can post tonight when I get home

It is time to go Every night he prays steadfast That it be his last Pleasures have deserted him Tomorrows are looking grim