"The vital apparatus vent will deliver a Weighted Companion Cube in three… two… one…"

The cube came down

And hit the ground

And as I watched it sit,

It lay on the ground,

Nice and sound,

I didn't know what to do with it.

I walked up to the cube,

Picked it up carefully,

And thought "It's kind of cool,"

Each side had

Its own little heart

It was more than a weight or stool.

The cube was different

From the other ones

This one had a personality

It was protection, button presser, a stepladder

And now,

It was a friend to me.

It protected me, it accompanied me,

It listened to what I had to say,

It would be my friend if I got out of this place,

There might be a puzzle

It would be hard to carry through

But I'm sure I'd find a way.

At last I reached the exit

But GLaDOS had a surprise

There was a big pit on the right.

And GLaDOS said how

To get out of the room

But what she said gave me a fright.

She said I had to incinerate my

Square metallic friend

In order to get out this place

The cube might as well

Have started to cry

And put a broken heart on each of its faces.

I pressed the button

And opened the hatch

And then I said goodbye,

I dropped the cube

Into the flames

And then I started to cry.

My little Companion Cube

Was just euthanized

I didn't like it one bit.

I started to feel much worse

When I figured out

That now, I had nobody to share cake with.

The door opened up

And I walked through

Away from the scene of the crime

I brushed away my tears

And remembered how

The cube had been so kind.

"It's just a box,"

GLaDOS said.

I just ignored her and believed:

That someday

Another cube will come

And be just as nice to me.

Weighted Companion Cube- Box, Tool, Friend.