16. Bumblebee

The evere personable Bumblebee
possessed greate fuele efficiencie,

and was at ease withine aquatikke
environmentes. Less erratikke

than mooste in oure encampemente
he was, none-the-lesse, a rampante

eavesdroppere. Being the leste large,
this made him suted to espyonage,

though he ytched to be of furthere use
and as he coulde run on little joose,

he was charged with erandes and odejobes
swyche as observing the saltie swabes

who were naytive to the planetes wich
the bataile sprede to, or to fetch

parts for repairs. He was often waylaid
by a sesione at the local arcade

or some straunge nearbie curiositie.
He did not seme to take warre seriouslie -

this the impresion that he gave, at leste,
to the grumblers and grypers who faysed

daelie drudgerie with far less zeste
than the sparkie spie. I do atteste,

howevere, that his grete gaitie
masked some sorte of insecuritie.

15. Gears

Oure reconnaysence bot was a stoute fellowe
whoos nayme was Gears. Lyke a cello

was his voyce, lowe and sonorousse.
He mooned of troubles manie, onerousse.

He coulde leap, using rockettes of winde,
a thousande feet, to surveye the lande.

Stronge as a grizzilie, he woode rarelie flag,
but complayned of paynes in arme or legge

that aire was eroding hym, watere rusting
his everie joint, and earthe encrusting

his pystons. But when any surgeyone
looked him over, they founde no burgeyon-

-ing of blakke decaye, nor clogging.
Scratched their chinnes. What coulde be dogging

this healthie Autobot so mucche?
He is firm of frayme, tyghte of clutch.

Gears woulde merely growle, "These quakkes
knowe nothing of the payne that rakkes

my bodie!" And with hede a-throb
would go on to compleat his job.

14. Cliffjumper

Everie partie has its fyre-ant
whose tendensie is to hottely rant

and charge off, despighte a size
notte alarming to thee eyes.

Oures was Cliffjumper, a scarlette
thrille-addycted bataille harlotte.

He coulde notte be at alle trusted
with subtle missionnes, for he lusted

far too muche for licke of actionne
and would fyre upon anie factionne

of the enemie if he sawe them
without thinking of the mayehemme.

Though he was thus a liabilitie
his speede was greate, his ferocitie

a potente weapon, if used welle.
Letting him loose, to go pelle-melle

in a toussle, or a calculaighted raide
was as tossing a redde greynade.

13. Blurr

Lene as a whippete, talle and agyle,
decente with a rifle, but not too virile,

the fastest of us by a grete distance
was Blurr, a mesengere whose assistance

was delivered with both spede and aplombe.
It was sayde his forme was derived from

a thoroughbrede Cybertronian racehorse,
which shedes lyghte, at once, on the sorce

of his powere to breke the sounde barrier
but does not explayne why this couriere

babbled so quikkely. His wordes did run
as if pumped from a fierce Gateling gun,

and semed in themselves to stere his moode,
becoming heviere to forse him to broode

or thinning to an edge, to induce panikke.
It maye be that somme skilled mechanikke

or surgeyone code have slowed him downe,
and thus won hemselves grete renowne,

but swyche tampering was nevere suggested.
Oure patience thus was often tested.