Autonomous bots.
Bins stacked. I think, and whimper.
Yet… interesting.
At top ramp does step
Measuring one eigth of inch
give or take an eigth.
Shivers down my spine -
Autonomous robots. Yikes.
What are we to do?
- Katie
guard the boxes now
watch opponents carefully
trying to “box out!”
(hehe…haiku and a pun, I’m a robot poet genius)
Ten human seconds
make the stacks with strategy
Quick, back on the mat
He’s just too darn good
I look at Hix’s haikus.
Inadequacy.
I’m so addicted to this, I promise this will be the last one tonight though.
Racing to the ramp
'bots pushing for position
crates come crashing down
Okay I lied, this is the last one.
Drivers look nervous
twenty-five intense seconds
out of their control
Robots flying, ha!
Look! One has a parachute
It says SPAM on it.
Jesus sits on me
Jesus laughs at my robot
Then he pokes me hard
The top is quick slick
But the ramp is crosséd wire
Many surfaces
I feel like I need to break out the bongos, grow a gote, and drink some expensive flavored coffee. 
Robot On Another
Both King of the Hill
25 Points of All
Human players on field
Human players only usefull for 10 seconds
Sucks to be a human player
Students on SPAM team
On Chief Delphi much too late
Go to bed right now
Eleven thirty
I should be in bed, but no -
Must design robot.
- Katie
Isabel and Hix
Poetry is lame at best
Must be Engineers
a 15 sec haiku:
My Quest a Great Wall
With my eyes searching The Path
I seek VICTORY!
Mr Dillard On
He reads my haiku and likes
I am The Best,ya!
I miss my old team
Must make a bot to beat them
SPAM withdrawal hurts
best of luck this year, guys!!
Student now mentor
George brings team to U.C.F.
brave little toaster