When I think back to days of old,
Attention short and temper bold,
Drawn toward pixel and sword,
Mystify with mutant ninja horde,
Then one day a spy I play,
The golden gun to target prey,
Combat friends in close proximity,
Detonate bombs to cause calamity,
Fast forward to the brothers smash,
Charge a blast or eat real fast,
Grab a hammer to beat them down,
A simple star to crush a town,
Incoming attack from outer space,
A giant ring threatens human race,
Strap on your boots its not a drill,
Snipe elites one shot one kill,
And at the end of it all I sit and laugh,
Body count rising my unquenchable wrath
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