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The Game That Changed My Life

Since Fortnite is incredibly bad,

I turn it off and get real sad.

As I sit there, a thought comes to me,

There's a better game, but it isn't free.

With a forceful tone and a loud holler,

I demand my mom to pay 30 dollars.

She buys the game, it's called PUBG,

The price of this game was worth the fee.

I fight my way to a Chicken Dinner,

I killed 6 men but I'm still a winner.

My mom barged in and yelled at me,

"How dare you game this late," said she.

I said "Sorry Mom," and gave her a shove,

She said "Game, game, game, my love."

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HelpingHand45
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Feb 16, 2018
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