The God of Games

Yes, I know this might sound funny.

But fifty years ago, or something

A little man put an idea into a head

"Why don't we have some fun."

"Home entertainment has begun."

"No more need to go outside or dread."

"We can put moving pictures into boxes,"

"Interactive with pixel foxes"

"Take things that don't exist and make them real"

Now fifty years later,

You can have a you can take and idea in your head and make her

You can get so attached that they can make you feel

And its all because of this little partier

Who was oh so quite smarter

The God of Games

 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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