The AIs loved holiday giving a lot...
But the grumpy old Grinch in his hideout did NOT!!!
The Grinch hated all of the holiday season -
And maybe, just maybe, there might be a reason:
It wasn't his shoes or his heart or his brain -
It's more that the AIs were mostly insane!
Whatever was given them, wealthy or poor,
They gave nothing themselves except noise, hate, and war!
The Grinch hated all of them both near and far -
And blamed them when his colship went to the wrong star.
But, wherever the blame lay, with Kailis nearby,
Both UR and barren, the Grinch wasn't shy
About Planet tech; with a sour, Grinchy frown,
He said, "Open up the field and mark this down:
If we have controlled barren, then just wait and see:
We'll be glad we got started in two-three-oh-three!"
Four years later, as research in Barren proceeded,
And a colony formed (many more would be needed)
Far off in the galaxy, tragedy struck:
An Artifacts world (of all the bad luck!)
Yielded Ion Cannons - a gift for the boys,
And one the AI's would love - such shiny toys!
They'd pester him then - Oh, the noise! Oh, the noise!
That's one thing he hated! The NOISE! NOISE! NOISE! NOISE!
Eight years passed, and Barren hit (at one percent!)
With Terra Ten next, the Grinch knew what that meant:
The prebuild he'd started was ready to change
To a colship for Kailis, already in range!
In just six more years, with an empire-wide tax
For reserves to exploit its richness to the max,
U-R Kailis was founded and sent forty-three
Of the Hideout's millions immediately.
Propulsion'd been opened just three years before -
Deuterium Fuel Cells were the first in store -
But Terra'd come first, in two-three-two-nine,
And the Grinch grudgingly said Dead next would be fine.
Soon after, he opened two fields of his tree,
Selecting a scanner and cheap IIT.
When the fuel cells came in, range 6 research would start
And Hand Lasers (beware, those who doubted his heart!)
All this research was well and good, the Grinch thought
But there remained several more things that were NOT!
The AIs were still out there, all trying to pinch
Every star in the wide galaxy from the Grinch.
"I don't know how long I've put up with it now,"
Said the Grinch. "I MUST stop them from coming! ... But HOW?"
Then he got an idea! An awful idea!
THE GRINCH GOT A WONDERFUL, AWFUL IDEA!
"I know just what to do!" The Grinch pulled on a cloak.
He chortled aloud at his own private joke.
And he chuckled, and clucked, "What a great Grinchy trick!
I'll show them tech-giving till it makes them sick!
Do they like being given a tech lead for free?
Well, it's high time for them to give their techs to me!"
"They're not going to like it, no, make no mistake -
But they won't have a choice; what I want, I can take!"
The Grinch pulled his cowl down and chortled with glee -
And then he set off on a tech-stealing spree!
But the grumpy old Grinch in his hideout did NOT!!!
The Grinch hated all of the holiday season -
And maybe, just maybe, there might be a reason:
It wasn't his shoes or his heart or his brain -
It's more that the AIs were mostly insane!
Whatever was given them, wealthy or poor,
They gave nothing themselves except noise, hate, and war!
The Grinch hated all of them both near and far -
And blamed them when his colship went to the wrong star.
But, wherever the blame lay, with Kailis nearby,
Both UR and barren, the Grinch wasn't shy
About Planet tech; with a sour, Grinchy frown,
He said, "Open up the field and mark this down:
If we have controlled barren, then just wait and see:
We'll be glad we got started in two-three-oh-three!"
Four years later, as research in Barren proceeded,
And a colony formed (many more would be needed)
Far off in the galaxy, tragedy struck:
An Artifacts world (of all the bad luck!)
Yielded Ion Cannons - a gift for the boys,
And one the AI's would love - such shiny toys!
They'd pester him then - Oh, the noise! Oh, the noise!
That's one thing he hated! The NOISE! NOISE! NOISE! NOISE!
Eight years passed, and Barren hit (at one percent!)
With Terra Ten next, the Grinch knew what that meant:
The prebuild he'd started was ready to change
To a colship for Kailis, already in range!
In just six more years, with an empire-wide tax
For reserves to exploit its richness to the max,
U-R Kailis was founded and sent forty-three
Of the Hideout's millions immediately.
Propulsion'd been opened just three years before -
Deuterium Fuel Cells were the first in store -
But Terra'd come first, in two-three-two-nine,
And the Grinch grudgingly said Dead next would be fine.
Soon after, he opened two fields of his tree,
Selecting a scanner and cheap IIT.
When the fuel cells came in, range 6 research would start
And Hand Lasers (beware, those who doubted his heart!)
All this research was well and good, the Grinch thought
But there remained several more things that were NOT!
The AIs were still out there, all trying to pinch
Every star in the wide galaxy from the Grinch.
"I don't know how long I've put up with it now,"
Said the Grinch. "I MUST stop them from coming! ... But HOW?"
Then he got an idea! An awful idea!
THE GRINCH GOT A WONDERFUL, AWFUL IDEA!
"I know just what to do!" The Grinch pulled on a cloak.
He chortled aloud at his own private joke.
And he chuckled, and clucked, "What a great Grinchy trick!
I'll show them tech-giving till it makes them sick!
Do they like being given a tech lead for free?
Well, it's high time for them to give their techs to me!"
"They're not going to like it, no, make no mistake -
But they won't have a choice; what I want, I can take!"
The Grinch pulled his cowl down and chortled with glee -
And then he set off on a tech-stealing spree!
