My mother came to visit me in the night
silent and mysterious, She made me gasp.
The opposite of darkness, She is electric white light
fortunate for me She did not bring her asp.
Untouchable and terrible to those who mean you harm,
unpredictable, yet awesome if She is on your side.
To me she is a friend, though She always brings alarm.
She cannot be blamed if your circuits wind up fried.
A mother made of lightning, a bolt of beautiful death
makes sure that I'm protected
until my very last breath.
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