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My little sister’s birthday is coming up. Turns out I’m really bad at keeping my gift ideas a secret. Over our chat, my evil fingers told her all about what I’m making for her. Well, sort of making. Aspiring to create. I think she’ll still be surprised. Provided I learn robotics posthaste.

While my sister and I were chatting on gmail, my boyfriend asked what I was doing. My evil mouth told him I was writing a poem. I don’t know why I said that. I don’t write poems. Now he wants to read my poem and that’s fine. A chat is a chat is a poem.

 

Is there a Joannes near you?

acmoore only has small bits of fabric
 
there’s a joanne’s around here.

 
what do you need?

i want to make something

Ok

something special

something you’ll cherish forever

i will make you a pillow that is a life size me!

 
Cool

and i’ll put a voice box in her

and powerful remote control
and make her move

That’s just creepy

 
Please 

 
Don’t

she’ll only speak in singsong

Noooooooo

and she’ll always have different clothes on. Your clothes.

Yikes.

and sometimes she’ll sleep under your bed

sometimes you won’t see her for days

then she’ll just be there in your fridge

in your car

at your cubicle

I’m going to have nightmares

 

cool

oh and pillow hailey will age

and you’ll need to feed her

Is pillow Hailey real Hailey

you’ll never know

Ahhhhhhhh

 
Happy Birthday