Handhelds lost Ode to my

3:38 PM Posted by Mario Galarza

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My Game Boy Advance was a wonderful friend,
There was excitement and joy, me years
And although a nerd they called me then,.
Anywhere you find a happier young.
But a vile Pokémon prompted my GBA decline,.
Rayquaza mocking me with his horrible views,.
After hours wasted Pokeball stretching,.
I crashed my dear friend in a furious haze.
I would years later a DS itself,
I was over at many international flags
But I lost it also an expensive lesson to learn,.
Handhelds are not at the foot of the heavy bags.
And the worst blow of all came at this year's E3,
When I have my 3ds, the land of L.A.,.
Not three months old, new and shiny,.
But in this hellish town remains.
Because some asshole thought it would be fun
My precious, wonderful toys to steal,
I breed seats here at home, alone,
The culprit of villainous trick complained.
So appreciate your handhelds
And they keep your heart,
You know when fate will never strike,
And conspire to tear you apart.


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