You came in the NiGHT into my Dreams,
Like a Crazy Taxi flying through the evening.
You were among the King of Fighters,
And my young Soul was ripe for the Reaving.

I Quaked in the Arena of Love
But with the Calibur of your Soul,
And the taste of your potent homebrew,
Your elegant Samba, me amigo, took its toll.

Night passed like a Sonic Adventure
And with the coming of the PS2
You were swept away with Fatal Fury
Leaving just your Chao child in my VMU

/end poem

Sorry that I haven't done anything visually with my blog yet, the temptation to do a love poem about the Dreamcast was impossible to ignore.

Isn't it funny how when you have tests coming up, ANYTHING makes a good distraction?

Also yes, I know I'm not a poet. I know this is total cheesesauce. I had fun writing it though, and I hope you at least had fun reading it. =P