My head is severed – yet still on I fight.
I’ve lost a limb? Adjust and compensate!
Unless I’m hacked to pieces: ‘ware my bite!
We bellicosity are incarnate.
When badly damaged – still we do not fall.
Our programming precludes us to retreat.
We fight, we die, but you must kill us all –
Because we don’t surrender. To defeat
A light-saber we wield electrostaff –
Whose perilous, violet flares electrocute
All carbon life-forms. What is pain? We quaff
All punishment. We danger can’t compute.
We will fight on till totally destroyed.
That’s why we are as bodyguards employed.