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Buttons, Mashed Please
Every
few days
(or so),
I like to prove
I can write
a
somewhat
happy
poem.
(I know,
it's shocking.)
So,
today?
Video games,
yo.
I am,
irrevocably,
a gamer girl.
Yup,
call me
that
one percent
but
I spend
my weekends
(happily!)
slayin'
those zombies
(Nazi or not)
tradin'
those Pokemon
(Dragonair,
for the win!)
strategizin'
those battle formations
(mages, go!)
fightin'
in those streets
(it gets Mortal sometimes,
this Kombat)
crossin'
with those animals
(it gets wild, this world)
brawlin'
with those Super Smash Bros.
(Olimar and his Pikmin, please!).
Many a'
midnight
I have spent
in Dungeons
with Dragons
or
in Mordor
with rings
or
wielding
the celestial brush
(five thousand points
to those
who get the reference)
...
yup,
I never could
dance
party
drink
like a teen,
but,
hell,
I can
SO
wield a controller
like one.
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