Slouched on a dishevelled sofa Cheese bits in one hand, pop in the other The world is but a dazzle of incoherence Head is deaf to the words of my mother Like a shot of whiskey, video games bring me joy In fact I could be game drunk for days As my technique is developed, I know I can improve And enhance the scoreboard and number of plays The gore and surrealism in front of my eyes Is too riveting for one to resist If a black-out were to occur ever again, My game console would most certainly be missed Game controllers are my greatest ecstasy Without them my heart would not be complete I agree that tootsie rolls are delightful But shooting virtual creatures is five times as sweet As I am lost in a labyrinth of the gaming world Reality seems to be unreachable and impossible to attain Eyelids are heavy and thumbs tender and raw Halo overdose; brain cells deteriorating, going insane If only life were a video game in itself All choices would be simple as pie Because...