For Christmas this year, I wrote you a story..
I went to a star called Alpha Centauri.
I got there and found a planet of kittens.
(If not for the story, you would have got mittens)
I landed my spaceship and followed the road..
Avoiding the traps (they were rigged to explode)
I snuggled the kitties and kissed their cute faces
(Unknowingly trapped in the alien bases)
The aliens threatened to make my face melt
But I turned the tide with things made of felt
I made them for you, to help tell the tale
And now you can touch them because of the mail
The story was left in the alien base
I can’t say much more…
I’ve run out of space!