There's tiny little robots
Playing in the garden
They're hiding in the roses
And climbing up the tree
I thought I saw a few
Playing monkey in the middle
A gnome for the monkey
And a marigold blossom ball
I know what you're thinking
You think I'm imagining things
But I swear to you I'm not
I wish that you'd believe me
Before the robots finish
Tearing up your flower bed |