Verse - 27 Poem by Xavier Mandreza

Verse - 27



Who would ever Think,
That a Creature so Bomastous as a
Coconut would ever rocket Sky-High?

With Pounding Controls,
Tapping furiously to Keep one's Pet survive
From Mario's Simple yet Sadistic Maze?

Taking Hours to Finish,
Making a Small World of Heaven
Seem like a Whole Lot of Hell
Yet eeriely Determined to Complete.

As No-One would Expect,
That the Humble Lad from Annam
Would ever Trend History
With such a Low-Resolutioned Game.

A Furious Play,
Where most Gamble now into Vice
Begging for More.

Threatening Suicide and Cause,
If they Fail to Reach the Ten-Levelled Mark.....

.....And Beyond.

Then finally this.

The Turn-Off Play.

You could not take it anymore, so you Say.

Fine.

Not that I would Expect anything More.

But I - and WE - must Respect your Decision.

Goodbye, Flappy Bird.....

Perhaps you could Fly a-gain.....

With Pillows.

Saturday, September 26, 2015
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Xavier Mandreza

Xavier Mandreza

Makati City, Philippines
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