In love with a mind worker: part one

I am in love with a mind worker,

Just how it happened you will see.

It may be confusing, it may be intriguing,

But I'll make this as good as can be.


It all started on Wednesday evening,

When the console fried up and died.

We glued it, reset it. Heck, Anger hit it,

But none of it worked. Sadness cried.


So I went down below for a solution,

Because someone had to get it done.

And as I zoomed down all the tubes to the end,

It was really scary, yet fun.


I came out into a box full of orbs,

Red ones and green, purple too.

I climbed out of the dumpster, looking for the answer,

But at that moment, just directions would do.


I spoke to the night shift of forgetters,

And they gave me a map of this maze,

I found where I was, where I was going,

But the complex path had me amazed.


It took me an hour to get there,

To the repair shop to get all the parts.

But the notice on the door said that they weren't at work,

But at the science fair, and that they'd be back after dark.


At first I was worried and fearful,

I looked at the map in despair.

But found the right place, and I set a good pace,

I just had to get to the science fair.