A little poem about my favorite hobby, video games.
When I was just a boy of of five, my father did present a gift to me.
It was square and grey, and I would dare say, a wonder of technology.
It had but two buttons, one oval, one round. One would reset the screen, the other turned it on or shut it down.
You probably know what I mean, if this device you already did see.
For yes, I must confess, it was an NES, of the Super variety.
For hours I would play it, as though I were the toast of the town.
Though its games I could never beat, I couldn't put the controller down.
From there my passion grew, as game tech did evolve.
From Nintendo to Sega, Playstation to XBOX, I had played them all.
I could not attempt to list how many games I've loved since then.
Too many to count, I should say. Will I ever stop? I don't know if or when.
From the Mushroom Kingdom to Green Hill Zone, and everything in between.
I've seen them all, and without stall, I say I'm a gaming machine!
On PS2, I must tell you, I have fond memories. Like God of War, and so many more, I'm sure will be loved for centuries.
Then there was the Gameboy, both Colored and Advance. Both I received after Christmas Eve, and it was with joy I danced. Years later more, I bought my own PS4, after much work and trade. Looking back now on my collection, I'd say I've got it made.
I could go on forever, about my obsession thus. But if I do, I fear that you, will think me drab and dull. So now I part, but please, permit these last words my friend. Young or old, silver or gold, I'm a gamer to the end!
(So what do you think? Hope all you gamers out there enjoyed it, at least. If you feel like leaving a review, please be honest. No need to sugarcoat whatever criticism you may have. I'm an adult, I can take it. Anyway, thanks for reading!)
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