Androids and Robots At Rest

Androids sleep on waterbeds of blue Robots join them in hotel rooms In this endeavor everyone is happy Between the sheets prayers are heard Imploring their makers to keep them safe To make them soft, less heavier than they are Prayers for lesser sharper parts to cut or puncture Are solicited for mechanical guests protection It is far too late to sleep or wake this afternoon For then the geysers come to flood the day Puncture noises, gushes of water spring forth Rains of insanity that logic cannot explain away The mood and linens soiled for the automatons Flashing lights in red, whirring sounds of pain Screams of danger ringing out in all directions Would not craters on the moon be better Make for a dryer accommodations selection For androids and robots need their rest Leaving humans behind to clean up all the mess