An umbrella to the sun,
a torch to the moon,
a salute to the Captain,
perhaps to you too,
When boredom strikes,
no source of relief is seen,
for nothing can seek out this vicious fiend
Voraciously I seek,
a matching being,
a rightful companion,
to be in my two-man team.
Being with my gang,
shooting pixels which have no end,
Ironic isn't it?
That our fortes have yet to be bent.
Time flies like a jet,
glides like a ski,
speeds like a leopard,
and fucks things up like a human being.
Embarrassing moments come and go,
facets of life are these,
but if you see one happening right now,
STFU, cos' it's happening to me.
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