The ROBOT roams the land by night and day. The ROBOT processes without thinking. The ROBOT gets its head stuck in fuckin HOLE because it THOUGHT it could fit. The ROBOT can't escape because it STILL DOES.
But, by the light of the moon, the ROBOT changes! Like a werewolf! Like a MANIAC WEREWOLF! Heeeeere's Johnny–the robot life was just a dream!
And if it's lucky, the werewolf changes too, into the NAKED HUMAN. Running, sprinting, dancing! Holy fuck I am naked, hiding!
The whispering bush whispers quietly in a tiny whisper GODDESS,
it was easy to be a robot. GODDESS,
it was intense to be a werewolf. GODDESS
before I change back to my normal selves, let me hang out here a moment longer
Now, apparently, the ROBOT has taken to putting light bulbs in its mouth.
But that was not the kind of light SHE commanded.