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Mark Toney Nov 2019
First commercially successful
Video game technology
Pong arcade video game
Made by Atari
Loved by millions instantly
Started an 80 billion dollar industry
Pong -no Ping-
Just Pong

Simplistic graphics still astound
Mesmerized by the sound
Blip
Blip
Pong, blip
Blip
Pong, blip
Pong, blip
PONG!!!

Hah!  Point made
In the shade!
First to eleven
In Pong heaven
Blip
Blip
Pong, blip
Blip
Pong, blip
Pong, blip
PONG!!!

A social lubricant it became
Relationships formed
Playing the game-
Rocking to our favorite songs
Staying awake all night long
Taking turns playing Pong
Pong -no Ping-
Just Pong
7/27/2019 - Poetry form: Rhyme - "Pong was the first commercially successful video game, which helped to establish the video game industry along with the first home console, the Magnavox Odyssey... The game has been remade on numerous home and portable platforms following its release. Pong is part of the permanent collection of the Smithsonian Institution in Washington, D.C. due to its cultural impact." -Wikipedia "Pong" - Copyright © Mark Toney | Year Posted 2019
Star BG Mar 2019
We spoke, each raising voices,
as verbal ping pong game
continued.

I sitting on an invisible
Goddess throne,
believing I was justified.

And he, thinking
with limited perspective
that he could dishonor me.

We spoke continuously,
each trying to control discussion
UNTIL, I took a breath and realized
quiet was best solution.

Till I realized,
that it was better to walk away
and tend to my life
leaving scribbling to the squirrels.
just saw the word ping pong and this poem grew. I did not have a fight with anyone. LOL
Paul Butters Feb 2015
Ping Pong World Champ Andrew Baggaley,
Wow that lad can really play.
Dethroned the “King” who came from Russia,
Then 1966d that kid from somewhere near Prussia.
Inspired by a great sporting victory by Andy.
Russell Antee Apr 2014
Oh paddle, oh paddle, where could thou be?
You've shown me a place,
Where not my eyes, could see,
You've become a place, a part of my soul,
You're the key to a puzzle,
One that makes me whole,
A material of my passion, thou takes't a hold,
Without you I am feeble, Skills less than bold,
100's of matches, you've helped me win,
Now without you, again I must begin,
To move on, is something I must do,
Sad to see you go, I must bid you adieu,
Playing without you, will never be the same,
No matter how many times people may tell me,
Our time together was more than just a game.

— The End —