Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

super robot girl
i want to be
super robot girl
i would lay down intergalactic law
on uppity ass carbon life forms
resistance is futile
you will be assimilated
and it won't feel good

super robot girl
fembot supreme
takes no prisoners
gives no quarter
stanza breaks or else
comma omit
molecular implosion
don't say i didn't warn you
oxygen breath

super robot girl
runs a tight cosmos
but beneath her plasteel exterior
beats a heart of orbonium 95
she has reversed my polarity
she has rescued me from hyperspace
she didn't have to do it
but she did it anyway
and this i will not forget

she may be a robot girl
but she's super robot girl to me

Oh yeah constantine
Oh yeah


wonderful poem
I give it five ,,,,,
and three ;;;;
and a couple of !!!!

yes yes yes
so good somebody will have to come along and piss on it.

Super Robot Girl used to throw her panties at me
when I was playing in the lounge at the NoTell Motel
the candles were red with fishnet hose

She refused to read Bukowski
after he said, "A woman sleeps with a poet
and right away she's a literary critic."

When you incur the wrath of Super Robot Girl
all your writers resign and the cartoonists as well
your super powers are mysteriously interfered with

Would you like to hear something by Elton John?

though the prospect has a certain perverse appeal, i would prefer bobby darin. i know for a fact that super robot girl's (or srg as those in the business call her) panties are spray painted on in a di-ethylbenzine ionization process from the artwaldos of planet nacre. so there.

truckin, your avatar reminds me of my homework.

Ten four on the homework
Chi square put the kabash on my twelve year career as a college sophomore
that and the mescaline.

Carbon based on silicon
a girl is a girl is a girl
and they just want to have fun

"Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, babe
and he keeps them pearly white"

but what the paying public doesn't know
is that SRG is part human
like Obama is part white

those panties peel off easily
no matter what planet they come from
and then they stick
the stage hands hated them

yeah, me too. pcp made me what i am today. i can drool like a pro.

Thank you for the poem.

Les S. Amore and constantine are both lying.

I'm a robot.

I don't wear panties.

i guess it's back to hypperspace for yours truly. what hath super robot girl wrought? beats me.

Mr. constantine, I will never zap you back to hyperspace. It was an error. That is why I rescued you.

I have been vacationing on the outskirts of Andromeda for several weeks. My programs have now been updated. Tomorrow I will list my upgrades for your records.

Hypperspace?

is the "y"pronounced as an "i"
as in hipperspace?

I wish I had even half your cool compadre

yes, I'm debarking for the galaxy called
Victoriassecret 6969
it's a little out of the way galaxy
with many friendly lounges
cheap drinks and the atmosphere
is saturated with panties
you can literally breathe them

hope to see you there, SRG

I won't be there.

You won't either.

There is no such galaxy.

I am programmed to know of all the galaxies.

I am Super Robot Girl.

I am programmed to save the world from liars.

There is no Victoriassecret 6969 galaxy.

I won't be there.

You won't either.

my typos are hipper than i am. you, my friend, are hip squared.

srg, your mercy is legendary. they still sing your praises on octomek three for your emancipation of the squid helots.

les, i've been there and the slime molds are as ambient as all get out.

I am Super Robot Girl.

I am programmed to save the world from liars.

There is no Victoriassecret 6969 galaxy.

You have not been there, Mr. constantine.

It is imperative that you discontinue lying for the sake of the planet.