Twas the Night Before Christmas
Twas the night before Christmas in 2024
The only sound being robotic mice on the floor.
Our digital wish-lists were hung in presupposition
above the virtual fireplace with ultraprecision
in anticipation of the arrival of a hypothetical being.
The miniature adults were dormant in their pods
As eidolon confiture twinkled their nods
while responsible progenitors with 'Bed Head" applied
had concluded their thoughts for the long Winter night.
Then out on the Astroturf there began such a frattle
Startled from our beds to witness the battle
We opened the Security cams to survey the scene
frame by frame we analyzed the dream
The spotlight that shone on the new fallen snow,
Gave circumfulgence to our false mistletoe
At that very moment a freeze frame laid bare
a cutting edge sleigh, and eight automated reindeer,
With a jovial driver all dressed in Scarlett
I knew it must be the Santa of myth
and 'though his deer were mechanical frames
He recited out loudly and called all their names
Come Bolter, come Byte-r come Laser
and Algorithm, Come Orbiter, Come Thyristor,
Come Thunder and Mixem
And he circled the rooftop in a Gigabyte of stars
shouting LOL-LOL- LOL as his sleigh zoomed skyward.
Copyright © Suzanne Delaney | Year Posted 2015