Once Upon a Gamer

Hearing the sound as the game boots

Appearing by light and flashes as my DMR shoots

Leaning forward on the couch, hoping to be a winner

Only beaming as I get that clutch kill. It's a ringer.

Iconic sounds of my childhood as a blue blur rolls on the screen

Sonic was never misunderstood, Robotnik hid behind his machine.

Fun in the desert sun as Mario avoided the dips

Undone by the Bullet Bill on the many ships

None can compare to the time spent on childhood flute trips

Breathing deeply in and getting powers new

Unsheathing the sword of a rounded pink star warrior true

Teething with fire breathing and brick smashing enemies I spew

Spending time in Tamriel is where I long to be

Kiting crime and being the hero you can see

Yet prime of the game has grown roots like a tree

Regaling dime of the ten year spree

Its mime of the youth and horse climbing glee

Mean time it is the dragonborn forever for me

In times of Neopoints and converted pets passed

Spin wheels of Neopia and become millionaire caste

Torches on walls and mining pickaxe in hand

Horrors spawn from darkness in sea and land

Everyone work on their cities of stone cleverly planned

Breeding monsters on ranches to battle their best

Exceeding your expectations they're blessed

Speeding towards S rank is their quest

Treating to treats, and games, and the rest.