Looking for computersI see you under the glassEvil AsteroidsYour brown box taunts meSixty-Six variationsWell worth the moneyAsteroids float upNothing like the arcade gameAsteroids float downA wave of nauseaThigh stings from the pain of aHole burnt in pocketYet, I still play itHome is not like the arcadeBut I can resetThe beat transcends all Hypnotic flashing space rocksI give into it(Contributor: Steve Fulton)