Happy Holidays from all of us here at UploadVR! Whether you own a Rift, Vive, PS VR, Gear, DayDream View, Cardboard or no headset at all, please have a happy, safe and warm holiday season! To celebrate we’ve written a little poem for you. Enjoy:

Twas the night before Riftmas, and all through the night

the young Palmer Luckey was nowhere in sight;

His headset was hung by the PC with care,

In hopes that St. Zuckerberg soon would be there;

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The board members were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of CEOs danced in their heads;

And Palmer in his flip flops, and bright floral gown

Was considering his contract with a cold winter’s frown,

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When up from his desk there arose such a clatter,

He sprang from his bed to see what was the matter.

Away to his laptop He jogged with great speed,

Clicked open a message and began to read

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The glow from the screen fell upon his sad face

And gave hope to his heart, which had started to race

When, what to his wondering eyes should appear,

But a message from someone he’d long come to fear

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The tone of the e-mail was crisp, like a jewel

He knew in a moment it must be from Gabe Newell

More rapid than eagles his heartbeats they came,

As Gabe listed his failures and called them by name

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“No, ROOM-SCALE! no, LIGHTHOUSE! Poor, TRACKING no HANDS!

Closed, CONTENT! walled GARDEN! no, FREEDOM for FANS!

To reach the top of the market! to sell-out in malls!

you must have! you must have! you must have them all!”

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And then, in a twinkling, Palmer heard down the stairs

The sounds of an old man with a younger man’s hair.

As he drew up his courage and descended he found

Down the chimney Mr. Newell had come with a bound.

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He was dressed all in black, from his foot to his head,

His pockets overflowing with funds he could spend

A bundle of cash he had flung by the tree,

And he never, no never, would use the word “three.”

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The form of a Vive he held tight in his teeth,

With IR beam lasers circling it like a wreath;

It had a broad face with the look of swiss cheese,

That allowed every user to do as they please

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He was chubby and plump, a legend for gamers,

And Palmer shook when he saw him, and yelled for the neighbors

But a wink of his eye and a twist of his head,

Soon let Luckey know he had nothing to dread;

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Gabe spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

He gave Palmer a contract; then turned with a jerk,

And laying a pen beside a small dotted line

He explained to young Palmer that, indeed, he should sign

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He sprang to the computer, placed upon it: a saddle,

And away Newell flew, straight back to Seattle

But Palmer heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight,

COME JOIN US AT VALVE, IT WILL ALL BE ALRIGHT!

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