A pixelated egg held in my hand,
A digital life I had command.
Three buttons small, a tiny screen,
A world within so bright and keen.
The beeping sound, a constant call,
Demanding care lest it should fall.
Hunger pangs and happy chirps,
A delicate balance with little quirks.
I fed it bits of digital treat,
And played small games, its joy complete.
Cleaned up...
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