In a town ... poem by Stefano Donno

In a town, small and quaint,

Where snowflakes fell and cars would faint,

There lived a boy, full of cheer,

Whose Christmas gift would soon appear.

 

A furry creature, cute and small,

With big brown eyes and a voice so tall,

But with a warning, he was bestowed,

"Don't feed him after midnight," they told.

 

Gizmo was his name, his joy so pure,

But with just one mistake, chaos would lure,

As the gremlins grew, their mischief soared,

And the town was left, completely floored.

 

They played and danced, wreaking havoc in sight,

With their mischievous minds, they caused quite a fright,

Until the boy, with courage so bright,

Fought back against the gremlins, with all his might.

 

In the end, peace was restored,

And the boy and Gizmo, forever adored,

For teaching us all, a valuable lesson,

To be responsible and make the right decision.

 

So if you ever hear, a gremlin's call,

Remember the tale of the boy and Gizmo's brawl,

And if you're ever gifted, a furry friend,

Be responsible, and love them to the end.