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The sickest part of the whole thing
(Macon Mall, Macon, GA, 1980-81)

CEE

Couldn’t remember the game’s name
If you gave me every quarter it hauled in
I never saw it again, I know that much
Fairly basic
Simple grid of buildings
You tooled a vehicle about,
Avoiding getting caught by (whatever it was)
Or trucking after it to shoot it, I don’t recall
You ran out of gas, eventually
I ran out of gas, anyway                    every time
But, the screen nemesis wasn’t the only nemesis,
Soon into the game
If you dog’d it or seemed too adept
A random, boring grid building
Opened for a tick, and
Here came a big (blue?) ant
Sounding like an ant might sound
As a windup toy robot,
Mindless, yet pissed off
Nothing personal, you just needed to die
Stiff, stereo ant straight on, a hatefilled
Greyhound racetrack rabbit
Clockwork windup battlecry whirring irritated,
Cluing me in, as decades went by, that
Ants don’t care ‘bout other ants                    not really
Pay up, you
Gotta die, you
Nothing personal
There is nothing personal

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