September 13, 1985, was a great day.
Upon it a plumber appeared without delay.
Perilous was his journey to save his one true love, Peach.
Easily, though, he stomped goombas and koopas each.
Rage quitting the game was common, it’s true. But
Many a gamer still sought to come through. And
Awaiting Mario at the end of each stage,
Remained a castle that induced happiness and rage. For
In it was not Princess Peach; she was gone.
Onward to another castle where she was held in bond.
Bummed though the plumber may have been at this plight,
Rapidly he moved to the next world with delight.
Only by surviving eight worlds would he again hold
The light of his life, the princess, we’re told.
He didn’t give up and he never gave in,
Either to Bowser or his fake kingpin.
Rewards met his travels through grass, snow, and fire
Such were the adventures to which we all aspire.
Though I took a little poetic license with the name, the sentiment remains the same. Happy birthday to Super Mario Bros.! Without it, I know I probably wouldn’t be the gamer I am today.
VIRTUAL BASTION 
Great poem, Cary! I enjoyed the rhymes. And it perfectly told the tale of Mario and his trials to rescue his dear Princess Peach. Happy birthday, Mario!
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Thanks, Duck! Initially, I was going to write a longer post, but as I was writing out my thoughts, they turned into a poem. It turned into a fun tribute to everyone’s favorite plumber. 🙂
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It’s only more than slightly terrifying to think that Super Mario Bros. turns 30 this month. For one, WHY THE HELL DOES TIME FLY SO DAMN FAST?! And two, of all the game characters that have been created throughout the history of gaming, Mario is one of the few who has survived. He has ridden the perpetually shifting waves of game-dom with nothing but success. In honor of all that Mario has accomplished, I wrote up this series of lines and rhymes for United We Game. I can think of no better character to prove how united we all are in games.
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