This one needs an explanation--I was trying to think of subject matter for my poem to post tonight, and my boyfriend was playing with his Nintendo Wii in the background, which involves a lot of flailing around. I always call it "waggling" when he plays, so he suggested I write a poem about him playing with his Wii (I know, great punnage abounds in THAT sentence). So I wrote this one in about three minutes, and I really think it should count as my offering for today. :)
(He wants you all to know that he loves it, and he wants it put on his tombstone).
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Tedd waggles;
Flopping his arms helplessly,
like birds
like fish
like someone dying
Tedd waggles;
pixelated opponents tremble
pixelated opponents fall
pixelated opponents
are defeated.
Tedd waggles;
the living room is afire
with false applause
with artificial blows
with the silent whisper
of this
Modern Age.
