I would be anything! That is my game
Red happy eyes, white chassis frame
A chockfull of spikes is what I contain
With catchy disguise; my goal is to aid!
My first looked weary, and asked full of woe
I am far too busy, my life never slows
Told him no worries, so inside he goes
Then after he merely, never once rose!
Second stood short, hands at their back
My last work report, it was all out of wac...