The Dancing Fembots of the Bolted Burlesque

See them clink
metal on leather
straps, and then sink
deep into the circus tent
striped white and red.
But, at night it turns
black and majestic mechanical
stars shed their light, inside.
See them entrance the still
audience with their shine.

Are they human, or not even alive?

See them leap off
from ropes and poles steel limbs strapped
with leathery grins.
Faceplates, nameplates, chestplates, fameplates.
Each dancing fembot rickshaws around the grave.
Each dancing fembot attracts the audience’s gaze.

Click, Clack, Clink.

Will be talked about for days.

Once a year, this event is praised.
So many people some to see The Bolted Burlesque
let the robots display and the adults be dazed.
(not for kids, they say.) When a robot displays
her intimate parts, each cog is tightened, only for play.
Deep in the darkness, the brass and gold breastplates shimmer,
round buttocksplates glimmer.

A Show of the Ages.

Come here! Come now!

See the dancing Fembots amaze! And wow!
The crowd just goes crazy.
All glitter galore.
All greasy knobs and copper coils
popping out to show.
All smooth metal edges, silver screws, hidden jewels.
Nobody should know where they came from.
A delectable bunch.
At the Bolted Burlesque Circus,
gears have never been so much fun!