April's Robot

You know what time it is, don't you? Robot time. (If the thought of robot time worries and/or dismays you, check out the introduction.) You can tell by the way April's robot uses his walk that he's a ladies man, no time to talk. As such, I have dubbed him BG-42.

BG-42, initiate stayin' alive protocol!

April's robot would hit the floor

Boombox blaring, a funky roar

Hip-hop, disco, he knows it all

Dancing now, in total thrall

He sways his arms side to side

His metal moves, bona fide

Look out now, he's coming through

the robo-bboy, BG-42