Tall hunk of black steel.
Exploded by a sentry bot.
Be quick: dodge missiles.

Dented metal pail,
My lunch and nuka-cola
Safe and kept ice cold.

Dusty and run-down
Buildings don't look dangerous
Until you're inside.

Wandering the wastes,

Such adventures to be found.

Dog and loot in tow.

A fine violin
In a place like the wasteland
Is a crying shame.

Oh, Liberty Prime,
you are a true patriot.
Better dead than red!