A variation on The Twelve Days of Christmas, by Admiral Jota

On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me...

...twelve apocalypses...

...eleven saucers flying...

...ten holo-vid sets...

...nine parallel worlds...

...eight empty boxes...

...seven killer robots...

...six clones for backup...

...five magic drives...

...four Dyson spheres...

...three worm holes...

...a twin paradox...

...and on the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me...

...a small temporal anomaly.


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