Poem Untitled Christmas Poem v2.6

Every story starts with an end,​

to keep in your mind, a place to send​

your things and thoughts. You need to envision​

everything if you want good precision.​

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A long time ago in a galaxy far away,​

a family of robots was enjoying christmas day.​

There, that's the end, so now for the start,​

When it seemed like their life was falling apart.​

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The mother was ill with a virus or two.​

The child was bored with nothing to do.​

And the father could not afford a gift for them all,​

when his skimpy paycheck was two sizes, too small.​

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Without an Anti-virus his wife couldn't work​

and if his child got nothing, he'd feel like a jerk.​

An so he sat thinking, and thinking some more,​

'till his RAM overheated, and he ran out the door.​

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The child just watched with tears in his eyes,​

For his father was worth more than any old prize.​

He said, "Without dad, what will happen to us?"​

Said his mother,"Y76GG-ert+"​

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As the snow fell down from the starless sky,​

The child sat down and he started to cry.​

The cleaner poured out from his eyes, glowing red,​

'till at last, he sadly crawled into his bed.​

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To make a long story short, on the next day,​

all of their worries had faded away,​

The father was back and there on the floor,​

lay the anti-virus and a tin dinosaur.​

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The mother was well, and the child had joy,​

for now she could talk, and he had a toy,​

His father could not walk, he could move only in hops,​

for it cost an arm and a leg for that tin triceratops.​

But it was worth it.​

3 down, 2 to go!​

 

I am happy to see a piece that focuses on robots. Wouldn't want anyone to feel neglected!