|A sucky poem
Author: Lord Cynic PM
A poem written while watching Series 4 of the UK show. 'nuff said.Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 128 - Reviews: 12 - Published: 06-28-07 - Status: Complete - id: 3624144
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Lord Cynic: "I don't own Robot Wars. This was written way back when I was watching Series Four. Australians got screwed with the broadcasts. No VHS/DVD releases either. Craig Charles ruled the show, though."
A sucky poem
Velocirippa is spinning around, no drive to go forward,
Firestorm 2 is flipping up the all-but-dead Morgue.
Razer is tearing apart poor Milly Ann Bug,
Chaos 2 is dancing around, cocky and smug.
Hypnodisc is creating destructive mayhem,
The fiery pits are giving Diotoir and the Dublin blokes a trim.
Panic Attack is handy with its pitchforks,
Steg 2 is waiting to strike like a hawk.
They step up to the arena, waiting their fate,
As the countdown begins: "3... 2... 1... ACTIVATE!"