Video Games

By Steve Hanson

I wish there was a video game

that let me clean me room

with shiny mops and old dust pans

and dreary, deathly doom.

I want explosive mess-be-gones,

robotic cleaning whales.

They all know how to save the Earth

and vacuum with their tales.

But since there aren’t aliens

who’ve learned to make my bed

I guess I’ll have to just sit here

and play my games instead!

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