With apologies to Bob Dylan: "The Games They Are Too Many"
By ApolloBob 10 Comments
The Games They Are Too Many
Come gather 'round gamers
Wherever you play
And admit that you might have
Got carried away
And accept that there aren't enough
Hours in a day
To attack the big stack you’ve been saving
The releases keep coming much to your dismay
For the games they are too many
Come racers and shooters
With your cars and your guns
And race for your shot at
The eternal fun
Don’t put on your brakes
For your safety is none
From a pile that is threatenin’ to cave in
There’s no finish line if you just finish one
For the games they are too many
Come wizards and warriors
For now is your test
This game’s eighty hours
Do your leveling best
And of course that’s if you
Do not count the side quests
So don’t plan to sleep in your haven
No fantasy’s final, no time for a rest
For the games they are too many
Come sports fans and jumpers
Climb on your platform
And gather your coins for
The fourth quarter storm
You'll need overtime
To stomp out the whole swarm
It’s infinite lives that you’re craving
You yearned to be merry, O now you’re forlorn
For the games they are too many