In Oculus

with head buried in oculus,
the son cannot hear
the giver of commands.

the advice, for the head
of such device,
is to lead his son
out from its princely price.

1/5/2022
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Wolf Avatar
January 6, 2022 at 3:42 PM
Lead to him the oculus opening at the top of a majestic building. Give sonny-boy an eye-opening, ocular experience...
Awtry Avatar
January 6, 2022 at 11:43 AM
My son has one and yes what an experience! The new wears off, fortunately :)
Poet Avatar
January 6, 2022 at 10:03 AM
I feel a little confused at times because there are so many games for kids. But, Kim, I'm sure they're entertaining as well.
Buhagiar Avatar
January 6, 2022 at 9:24 AM
Too many games for youngsters these days. But I know they are fun. Hugs.
Cunningham Avatar
January 6, 2022 at 7:58 AM
Lol, my grandson had one for Christmas, I must say it's an amazing experience. Tom
Rodrigues Avatar
January 6, 2022 at 9:15 AM
Mine too! I enjoyed the International Space Station but can’t imagine staying in that thing for long periods of time!
Horne Avatar
January 6, 2022 at 5:01 AM
thoughtful write here
Rodrigues Avatar
January 6, 2022 at 5:21 AM
Thanks, Jack!
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