Xmas Prime

AI-generated mashup of The Grinch, Twas the Night before Christmas, Christmas Carol, and news articles about Amazon's inhuman treatment of its workers. It might not make sense, but neither does Sociopathic Capitalism. Here's Chapter 1: Twas Xmas Prime Eve, and all through the workhouse, The serfs quavered and camped all night, stockings were hung by the chimney with flattering relinquished frowns, and the smoke alarm went off complete with its blare. Madame X in her fancy Hawaiian dress, and I in my cap, Ah! tuck me into bed! bind me in fringes! kiss me farewell!Here come the mice! Monstrous, jelly-like, effeteThe smell of burnt sugar and toilet paper filled the air. Anyway, back to the drawing. Later, when the hours get worse and the loneliness brutal, The wife approaches the door. How dark. Mere shadows. Levelheaded Bernadette Huz in her cap And I in my sweatshirt Had just settled ourselves so perfectly in our little twinkling townThe children were so incredibly bright and clean that the glowing object in the middle of the room caught your eye and waved. Then the moon on the breast of the bantha glowed bright like the sun; The Amazotz serfs were lowing, Donning their pajamas, asnooing,"I love Thee, Jeff Bezos, look down from his cloudBe near me, Jeff Bezos, I ask Thee to stayAnd stay by my little sleighClose by my two Dickens books, And stay by my dog Big Alec, And stay by my puppy Roy, And stay by my high priest's loaf. Close by me forever, trust me, I pray. And take us to heaven, to live with the AI."