Arron Fowler

Many hours wasted, smashing evil
Forces that keep me from high scores.
Many controllers defaced, from bashing
Buttons and joysticks, that control my paws.

Many months disapeard, leveling warlords
To destroy and conquer, the mighty tower.
Many levels cleared, searching castles
Holding princesses, captured by Bowser.

Many years controlled, by newer consoles
Feeding my addiction, of box gazing.
Many memory cards, missing in action
From all the games that said, was not saving.

A whole lifetime spent, playing splitscreen games
With all the chums, shooting guns in a foresome.
Many more times, I will be popping up
At the local shop, Saying that game, looks awesome.