A poem I wrote. Thought it was pretty good considering the subject matter. Perhaps I'm just biased
Nvidia bite me
I remember. I remember
The ice-cold fingers as they gave
the carefully wrappad package
to convince me that I was to sign.
only
It was so easy to open.
Gravity works on 6800 ultra's,
pulling it down to its awful fate
and I'd listen the the hanous sound *crack*
I
have an inner feeling
composed of doom III and half life 2.
I know it well, for it is my
mistake, I dropped it, the dream is over.
can
I be a troll?
I look inward to find my wisdom,
the melody of the phone ringing drowns it out.
strong and sure, remembaring what to say.
scam
on my own, do it on my own.
Whatever needs to be done, I
can do it. I look back at the card
And tell them thats the way it came
bfg.
"whoever you you choose to ship it back
through, we will ship you a card thats brand
spankin new, strong and gorgous with all its might
Ready
to play. slip it in sli with its fellow hombre.
boot up my pc, the sound it makes, the smell it makes
I scream out loud but its already to late. My computer had met its
fate
The above story never happened.
Nvidia bite me
I remember. I remember
The ice-cold fingers as they gave
the carefully wrappad package
to convince me that I was to sign.
only
It was so easy to open.
Gravity works on 6800 ultra's,
pulling it down to its awful fate
and I'd listen the the hanous sound *crack*
I
have an inner feeling
composed of doom III and half life 2.
I know it well, for it is my
mistake, I dropped it, the dream is over.
can
I be a troll?
I look inward to find my wisdom,
the melody of the phone ringing drowns it out.
strong and sure, remembaring what to say.
scam
on my own, do it on my own.
Whatever needs to be done, I
can do it. I look back at the card
And tell them thats the way it came
bfg.
"whoever you you choose to ship it back
through, we will ship you a card thats brand
spankin new, strong and gorgous with all its might
Ready
to play. slip it in sli with its fellow hombre.
boot up my pc, the sound it makes, the smell it makes
I scream out loud but its already to late. My computer had met its
fate
The above story never happened.
