The Singing Robot's Show

In gleaming towers, bright lights did gleam, A futuristic city, a vibrant dream!

The Singing Robot's show was set to start, With whirring gears and a metal heart.

A Robot stood tall, shiny and new, Surrounded by People, a curious crew. Machines beeped and bopped, a whizzing sound, As the Robot danced, spinning 'round and 'round!

He sang a song of circuits and wires, His voice a bit squeaky, fueling the fires Of laughter and giggles, a joyful spree, "I'm made of nuts and bolts, you see!"

He tripped on a wire, did a robotic SPLAT! Then bounced right back up, just like that! His funny moves, so wacky and bold, A story in music, hilariously told!

He crooned of spaceships and laser beams, His crazy songs, like electric dreams! He juggled spark plugs, a dazzling sight, And told a robot joke that was terribly bright!

The Crowd cheered loud, a happy uproar, "Encore! Encore!" they shouted for more! The Robot smiled, a light in his face, His metal cheeks, lit with joy and grace.

He bowed low, his gears giving a creak, "Thank you, friends!" he managed to speak. His show was a hit, a robotic delight, In the futuristic city, shining so bright!