The Twelve
Crash Landings

by Dwight Kemper

On the first crash landing the Robot shocked for me, a poetic stalk of talking celery.

On the second crash landing the Robot shocked for me, two floating heads, and a poetic stalk of talking celery.

On the third crash landing the Robot shocked for me, three swaying Saticons, two floating heads, and a poetic stalk of talking celery.

On the fourth crash landing the Robot shocked for me, four growling giants, three swaying Saticons, two floating heads, and a poetic stalk of talking celery.

On the fifth crash landing the Robot shocked for me, five gold bowling balls, four growling giants, three swaying Saticons, two floating heads, and a poetic stalk of talking celery.

On the sixth crash landing the Robot shocked for me, six bloops a blooping, five gold bowling balls, four growling giants, three swaying Saticons, two floating heads, and a poetic stalk of talking celery.

On the seventh crash landing the Robot shocked for me, seven Knights a jousting, six bloops a blooping, five gold bowling balls, four growling giants, three swaying Saticons, two floating heads, and a poetic stalk of talking celery.

On the eighth crash landing the Robot shocked for me, eight Smiths a scheming, seven Knights a jousting, six bloops a blooping, five gold bowling balls, four growling giants, three swaying Saticons, two floating heads, and a poetic stalk of talking celery.

On the ninth crash landing the Robot shocked for me, nine princesses sleeping, eight Smiths a scheming, seven Knights a jousting, six bloops a blooping, five gold bowling balls, four growling giants, three swaying Saticons, two floating heads, and a poetic stalk of talking celery.

On the tenth crash landing the Robot shocked for me, ten Dons a wussing, nine princess sleeping, eight Smiths a scheming, seven Knights a jousting, six bloops a blooping, five gold bowling balls, four growling giants, three swaying Saticons, two floating heads, and a poetic stalk of talking celery.

On the eleventh crash landing the Robot shocked for me, eleven Kidnos piping, ten Dons a wussing, nine princess sleeping, eight Smiths a scheming, seven Knights a jousting, six bloops a blooping, five gold bowling balls, four growling giants, three swaying Saticons, two floating heads, and a poetic stalk of talking celery.

On the twelveth crash landing the Robot shocked for me, twelve IDAKs killing, eleven Kidnos piping, ten Dons a whooshing, nine princess sleeping, eight Smiths a scheming, seven Knights a jousting, six bloops a blooping, five gold bowling balls, four growling giants, three swaying Saticons, two floating heads, and a poetic stalk of talking celery.

Merry Christmas!