I am three inches tall, I am metal scraps put together for fun. I am a skeleton of what I could be. It's sad really. Then again my name is Gloom. My head might hang low, But I live life to the fullest. I love being in photos, I have an Instagram for my adventures, But my memory bank lost the password.
This is just a random poem about my little robot I made, it will be updated sooner or later.