Gaming Dream

I went into a deep state of sleep, it was a dreary sorrowful Saturday Night, after the year of the leap, I was born to be a creep

My two cents with a console gait has never thought twice about it on repeat, until then I never thought it would make me feel complete

But I was put inside of that dream that I remember, My half birthday was in September, with embers I was put in front of that gate which lead to the with fame and gridiron rules glad glad Television, and the unwed gaming console with the madden mission

I was no longer without control on repetition, my game play ways was bold and sizzlin

I finally had control of the Houston Texans and the giant rule of the noose no longer beckoned

As the father padre with bon deeds, my non saunter's glad linear rays with stunning cleats, had the quarterback and wide receiver relation

As the reliever for the nation, My Born with Glad Knocks lead did ring, I was the Forlorn Darn Jock King, And finally throwing touchdowns again

With no trepidations I could not complain

Only that time I could control what happened during that dream

Potent on our grinds knocking on the wood for the goal was happening and soaring for the team

I was glad I was in complete control unlike the other similar dreams

The Monolith of the console behind the gates stood in the valley-room

The Monolith of the console with dreams and fate was gone and tallied too soon

- Avalon Dakota

- 9-23-25

- 9:17am

- Gaming Dream