By Tayler Flanery
Minecraft is bae it will never go away.
You are mine now can't you see that you fill me up with glee
But one day you'll probably get up and flee.
You are the one that I dream at night
and it makes me sleep tight.
Come on come on it's Friday night and I'll stay up all night.
This game is a gateway to my happiness, also it's a trapdoor to everyone's joy when they play it
for a while, Now this is my type of style
I think I just remembered something, I think I left the PC running.
This game is like a cookie, it's so sweet.
Sometimes you will loose at pvp, Maybe you can team up with me.
Put the puzzle back together and see what I'm dreaming, when I find the pieces.
In the city the sunshine is shining grey.
This game isn't a ruse, it really doesn't have moose,
This game has left me as a antisocial peasant, I will be a resident, and Notch is the president.
But lately color seems so brights, and the minecraft stars will light up the night.
I sometimes play alone and I don't moan and groan.
Some minecraft legends are told they will likely turn into redstone dust or even gold.
This game will never leave me sore, infact it will make me more.
We might not know why, we might not know how, forgive me for over playing, I don't care what
We may mix it, or even fix it.
Boy your pvp skillz better not be at a height, because I'm ready for a fight.
We have unlimited lives good thing there are no knives
or we would all be bleeding red.
I feel so alive, good thing we can be revived.
I was told to use new words but I'm gonna play a ruse.
Oh wait, if I do a ruse I'll get a bruise.
Get out of the way moose, and move this goose!
Their is no way I'll use it, I'll just move it!