My spatial skills are tested to the "T"
in twists, in turns, in spaces I can miss;
The shapes contort in lines controlled by me
in this life game... a game that's called TETRIS.
He jumps, he fights, he spits, he swims, he falls
and travels "worlds" to mobilize and grow;
He helps loved ones- he hears Luigi's call,
I learn from him... the famous MARIO.
My words are layed with skill in this fun game
with moves meticulously made to score;
As plays are made, I strategize with aim
with tiles of wit, I reign a SCRABBLE whore.
I stay focused as dodgy blows I duck,
I have one life left, wish me best of luck!
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Thanks... your comments are way too charitable!
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I cant believe you didn't enter
this into a contest Kay!
beautiful sonnet
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