See, the atomic banana of yesterday,
Read your intuitive poetry,
And was miffed by what it read,
Too clearly do you see.
So, it implanted the creative seed,
Inside Uncle Lerk's head,
So, now you are marked forever,
With an atomic banana instead.
Whenever you walk past a fruit shop,
To the other bananas it shall sing,
You will be powerless to stop it,
You cannot do a thing.
Think of the embarassment you'll suffer,
As you walk by there,
Your nose will frighten children,
People will stop to stare.                                                    

And you think YOU drink too much coffee.                                                    

From the legal department -                                                   

Ymir is not slagging off,                                                   

just having a good natured jibe.                                                   

Any miffedness or insults taken were                                                   

not intended and shall remain the sole                                                   

property of the developer.                                                    

Cheers froms the Land of Oz      

Warm Glow

The sun came out today,
And I smiled.
I glow in its warmth.
I am filled with joy,
As we lay before the fire
On a blanket so soft,
And you hold me in your arms.
This is where I belong,
When you look into my soul,
I feel the sun.

K.A.Stryker
Septemeber 6, 2001

Cold

I am so very cold
As I pull my sweater around me,
Looking for some warmth.
When I turn to you,
Your arms are like ice,
And inside I get colder.
Your eyes make me shiver,
No flame inside there.
And I crawl under the blankets,
Shivering,
Thought the room is warm,
And I know it’s all inside.
So I close my eyes and dream,
I dream of a sun beam,
That carries me away.
And I dream that you care.

K.A.Stryker
September 6, 2001

You hold me captive
At your command
My body trembles
With the touch of your hand

Soft sweet whispers
As you hold me tight
Tender kisses
Through the night

Our thoughts connect
Though no words are said
You finish my sentence
My mind is read

We'll soon be together,
Never to part
You're my lifes breath
You've stole my heart

I'll love you forever
Till the end of time
Tom, I am yours
And you are mine.

Hurt Me So

Oh, I haven't forgotten
All the good times we had
But I haven't forgotten
All the times you made me sad

And I'm so sorry, baby
But you've got to go
You're no good for me
You just hurt me so

No, I haven't forgotten
All the next times we'd try
But I haven't forgotten
All the times you made cry

And I'm so sorry, baby
But you've got to go
You're so bad for me
You just hurt me so

Oh, I haven't forgotten
The broken promises we'd mend
But I haven't forgotten
You were the one that broke them in the end

And I'm so sorry, baby
But it's time for you to go
You gotta let me get over you
Instead of hurting me so

I am a closet Diablo fan,
I've played it for over a year,
I no longer tread lighly through dungeons,
I enter without fear.
Now, don't think I'm a big headed one,
I'm not going to do that,
I'm just saying I've played it many times,
And fun is where it's at.
Once you've finished the first few quests,
The quests can be hard to find,
You can yell and scream and search,
And kick the townsfolk's behinds,
But the quests sometimes are not there,
It's part of every game,
Diablo is randomly generated each time,
Differences in each new game.
So, once you've finished a quest or level,
Talk to the folk in town,
If that gives you no new quests,
The you must go down -
No, not on the people of Tristram,
Down to the next dungeon level you go,
There are many experiences to be had,
Your character shall grow.
On that subject, it's worthy to note,
That level is not related to quests,
You can get them at any level that you are,
You get them at your behests.
Once you've enterred the gloomy caves,
An entrance shall then be near,
When you visit in Tristram next,
Inside the mausoleum peer.
It's located next to the church,
Beside the many graves,
It's bigger than the other ones,
Your time it often saves.
The level groups in Diablo are,
The cathedral on one through four,
The catacombs on five through eight,
And caves on the ninth through twelth floors.
Then hell comes in on thirteen,
With sixteen at the end,
Then here's the odd hidden level,
To drive you round the bend.
I take it that you've been to level four,
And not used the level stair,
Use them to go to level five,
The game shall go on from there.
One level five you may have quests,
Depending on the game,
Two are available there,
Both are far from tame.
Quests are available then,
On levels 6 through 10,
Then on 13 through 16,
They come back again.
I hope that I have expalined some stuff,
And not served you to confuse,
But when I comes to Diable,
It's impossible not to enthuse.
I love Fallout playing too,
They're similar in ways,
I'm a PC playing junky,
It siphons off my days.
So, thanks for the opportunity,
To rhyme off both your ears,
I'll leave you from the Land of Oz,
And off you this - Cheers!                            

'Ode to my Radscorpion'

You
Are a carrion crawler
Thriving on the wastelands in my mind
You promise you will fill me up
But instead leave me stranded
On the warm sand
On the tumbleweed of this shattered ghosttown
You pick pointlessly at a long-gone villager
At a fleshless, meatless, yellowed bone
And i am too tired to slap your miserable claws away
Someday though i may regain my strength,
My sobriety, and my perception
And then do not be surprised when you find yourself
Knee-deep in radiation goo
You are a carrion crawler--You need me.
But i don't need you.