“R2-D2 Likes to Watch Sunsets” is a poem by Bob Rich
I once had a dream of R2-D2
In the dream, we had a nice game of chess
And he told me of stories from his past
In one area, his life was a mess.
He had a lost love, a nice robot girl
But for years they hadn’t spoken too much
Cosmic battles and galactic hassles
Made it hard for R2 to keep in touch.
I said he should call her at the pay phone
He needed quarters — I grabbed a fistful
They shared a very nice conversation
That’s when I saw a robot get wistful.