I miss you just as Pac Man

Misses all that bouncing fruit

And I miss you just as MS-DOS

Misses my F Drive's root

And dear, I miss you just like Lando

Misses all that city's clouds

And I miss you just as Smeagol

Misses days not filled with frowns.

And I miss you just like Outkast

Misses all the ways you move

And I miss you because, Simply,

Dear, I know our love is true.

-Victor Tinsdale

Bitterness engulfs my vains

My sweetness now runs dry

The love we shared, now out of reach

Becomes a clouded sky.

My hands, now cold, without your grasp

Are warmed in clenching fists

And now, I know that you are gone

And I am really PISSSSSSSSSSSED.

-Victor Tinsdale