A Tekkies Christmas

Every Christmas it seems the weather is dreary,

And I gets calls from my friends, their minds bleary,

They buy laptops and games and PCs for their young,

But getting it all going can be a bit high strung.

So I go about town in the dead of night,

With my shiny tools and flashlight so bright,

To help those poor souls to get things working

Since with Santa's elves, there can be no shirking.

Off to see Bill and Cheryl to get a lap top loaded,

Off to see Kim and Doug to get a playstation playing,

Off to see Tam and Jim to make Barbie's Dreamhouse live,

Off to make Sarah and Kit's PC work- I can't be staying.

Tekkies you see we live by a code

On Christmas Eve night, our phones explode,

On pain of making the naughty list,

In Santa's army we all enlist,

With batteries in pockets and screwdrivers galore,

We make the technology work that you adore.

On this one night we work for free.

We don't charge by the hour or take a flat fee.

On this one night, we just do it for fun,

With a labor of love, some Christmas magic is spun.