Gamers Poem

[PLightstar]

Blistered fingers and Broken thumbs
Annoying brothers and sisters that won't shut up.
Buttons clogged with crumbs
Hands stiff with cramps
The unexplainable itch
That loses the match
And causes a fit
The bathroom break
That just can’t wait
Remembering to save
After you lose the game
The impossible level
That makes you feel dumb
That tests your mettle
...And makes you look it up
A gamers’ plague
While rarely satisfactory
Is worth every ache
With the sweet adrenaline rush of victory