Robert darling, come and see,
Grandma Ivy’s here for tea.
Her lips are pursed expectantly.
She won’t think I’m quite so cute
Now I’m in my special suit.
Come here Robbie, don’t be shy,
Great Aunt Aggie’s just popped by
To get her weekly hug supply.
She’ll soon forget her hug request
When she sees just how I’m dressed.
Now then Rob, don’t be remiss,
Come give your Granny Rose a kiss,
She’s waited six long weeks for this.
She might decide to wait some more
When I open up this door.
At last, here’s Robert. Where have you been?
And what are you doing in that machine?
Don’t get too close, you’ll make us scream!
Hello grannies, no need to huddle,
Come and get a ROBOT cuddle!
Poem ©2013 George Kirk