Fiat Robot
Up bright and early at the sound of the alarm
It better not smash that snooze or else it might lose...
The mighty race for fiat
Up, alert, and ready is the robot
A quick yawn, wash, and dress, and the fast is broken...
Then quickly out into the concrete jungle, it goes
Aptly navigating and meandering amongst other 'bots' 'cause it knows
It must be on time, ready, willing, and able
This the 'bot' too knows if it is to remain stable
It looks forward to a vacation here and some PTO there
As long as the fiat doesn't stop, then it's fair
Moving to make sure ends meet is the life of the robot
So the chase continues, yes, the mighty chase for fiat
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