’Twas the night before New Year’s, Alan’s near-Boston home,
EVery person was stirring, the drawing to come;
A raffle was held, the grand prize was a car
Tickets were sold, entries from near and from far.
Climate XChange the ultimate winner to be
Budget upgrade the need, hoping for lots of money;
Global warming is bad, something needs to be done
Market-based carbon pricing a goal, legislative victory to be won.
But back to the raffle for that brings us here
Current day miniature sleigh and eight tiny rein-deer;
The grand prize was a Tesla, the winner’s to spec and to load,
Delivered in just a few weeks, gracing your humble abode;
Maybe an X you desire, your garage to festoon
As Elon would say, it’ll be there, soon.
The best thing of all was no taxes to pay,
EVen installing the charger; Wow! Does that make your day!
Only one wins the car, that is to be sure
Other prizes make losing much easier to endure;
Electric bikes and room robots are really quite neat
Power tools for the yard make your work not a feat;
The cash raffle is gone, no equivalent prizes await,
For the cash raffle was something Alan did really quite hate.
The hour approached, the tension quite thick
This present came late from good ole St. Nick.
Stub-holders were snugged up their monitors to
In hopes that their number's the one that came through;
JenniferQ, Xenoilphobe, Kandiru and others bought many
Ryanjm, McHoffa, Geoffreak and Kf93 went with only one entry.
Hopefully two thousand tickets will EVentually will be sold
For campaigning and publicity are making Pollux quite old;
Wait just a few more weeks for this saga to end,
Winner’s notification Alan surely will send;
But first he’s sure to exclaim, his heart filled with cheer,
“May good luck be to all! Do it again next year?”
