Sitting in front of the old family game console
Putting in the worn out cartridge intending to play Mario
Mind flying back to about twenty five years ago
When I was just a boy of five years of age or so.
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I think he is great pretender trying to behave don't worry, he has his moment, especially with his friend L.(which L?) Very nice poem with nice rhymes, the skill I never master, thanks
A nice write. I like it. Thanks. Ps read my poems