Love and Call of Duty

Love, our love is like Modern Warfare 2:
Both fill me with such passion and such lust,
Once felled on the field of love, spawned anew.
Dearest heart, shall we fool around in Rust?
Show your automatic and I'll show mine –
That's quite a cannon! Huge as a field gun!
I'm locked and loaded, and you look so fine,
I know, my love, this level will be fun.
Clouded with ecstasy, my sleight of hand
Will send you a-moaning, a-cursing me
'Til with a scream you reach your final stand
And tremble we before the PS3.
For each time you whip out your riot shield,
I am buzzkill; I cannot help but yield.