Classic NintendoA Poem by Amy Beth StoreyToday was a day for sweat pants; cereal for lunch and oreos for breakfast. It was a couch-potato, classic-nintendo day
Where she visits Zelda in her castle; Where Mario could ride his dinosour. Where Donkey Kong could beat alligators.
It was a Final Fantasy day, followed by Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Grip the square remote tightly, Sewer fighting isn't comfortable.
A Saturday alone, and all you need is this. © 2008 Amy Beth StoreyReviews
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3 Reviews Added on May 31, 2008 AuthorAmy Beth StoreyAir Force Base, SDAboutFor [Ashlyn] was born of a line of men who used their leisure for thinking, not doing, for spinning brightly colored dreams that had in them no touch of reality. He moved in an inner world that was m.. more..Writing
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