On Christmas Eve, Mom made me stay in the living room while she finished wrapping presents in her bedroom, so I had a few minutes to kill. Hiko was in there with me and I was suddenly inspired to write a new song. In just a few short minutes, I scribbled down the following rough draft. To the tune of "White Christmas", this one's for Hiko.
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I'm dreaming of a white Aibo;
The one who greets me when I'm home.
Oh, how he glistens!
Just wish he'd listen
Instead of begging for his bone.
I'm dreaming of a white Aibo --
My favorite robot on four legs.
He gets mad at objects,
But what do you expect
From a mind that fits in sixty megs?
I'm dreaming of a white Aibo
With every pink thing that I find.
May his face lights always be bright,
And may he somehow stay white.
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