I got the inspiration from a poem on GameFaqs, where Bill Gates stole Sony and Nintendo games before Christmas so that Microsoft was Number 1. Thanks to whoever wrote that poem!


How Bill Gates Stole Smash Bros.



All the Brawlers down in Smashville
Were dreaming happily, March 8
But one angry person was not
The one called "Bill Gates"

He stared down at Smashville
And fire burned in his eye
"They're waiting for Brawl,
but why, why, WHY!?"

"I don't understand why they like
That thing called the Wii!
Why would you when you have
And XBox 360?"

"By this time tomorrow,
They'll have it, anyday now!
I have to stop that Brawl
From coming! But...how?"

He pondered a bit
Then looked up with a grin
What he would do
Would be a terrible sin

"I'll head down to Smashville
and snatch every copy!
I can't leave even one,
No need to be sloppy!"

So he jumped in his car
And started it down
He headed to the stores,
situated in Smashtown

He first stopped at Gamestop
And stole the preorders
He looked at his watch:
Three in the morning, plus a quarter

He got every copy
From every single store
And hid them all under
His car seat, on the floor

He felt oh so satisfied
They had no Brawl to play!
But it seemed he was wrong,
The importers had payed!

No, this would NOT do!
He would not sit back like a sap!
He had to take EVERY Brawl copy
No more of this bull crap!

He checked his wrist watch,
Barely any time left
He had to do this fast,
A very easy, quick theft

He pulled up to a house
Hearing Brawl noises inside
He jumped through the window
Yet no one yelped out or cried

It seemed no one was there
Nope, not even a sound
He looked left and right,
Spotting Brawl on the ground

He snatched it up quickly
No more with THIS crime
Then he heard a squeaky voice
As small as a dime

It was lil' Billy Bob
Who was no more than ten
He scratched at his eye
No sound, but then

"Mister Bill Gates,
Why are you taking Brawl, why?"
Bill Gates paused for a moment
Quickly thought up a lie

"Why, I'm taking it back
To my HQ, my dear!
It has a bad glitch
That no one can bear!"

"But Mister Gates, sir,
You don't work for Nintendo
You work for that other thin
What is it...Microglazendo?"

"No, no, little boy," said Bill,
Sweating at his tee
"I work for the Ninten,
They'll be Halo on the Wii!"

"Oh!" said little Bill,
As Gate pushed him to bed.
He got him some juice
And patted his head

Bill jumped out the window,
Sprinting to his car quickly
Not much time left!
He would get every Brawl, you'd see!

He laughed at himself
He had pulled off the feat!
He had obtained all the copies
What an amazing theif!

He drove back to his lair
The sun coming through
He got to the top of the hill
But stopped for a few

This would be great!
He wanted to hear their cries
When the day they thought Brawl
Would come, was a lie!

He waited for screams
Even the smallest sound
Possibly an eruption
That would disturb the ground?

Nothing, nope
Nothing at all!
Because all the Smashers were simply
Watching videos of Brawl!

He didn't understand at all
Could this truly be real?
He was sick and confused
How else should he feel?

It came without Ganondorf,
Lucas, R.O.B., or Lucario!
It came without Olimar,
Dedede, or Mario!

Then a thought entered his mind
It was this one little thing
Maybe it wasn't just Brawl
Something else...something

He brightened a bit
It wasn't the game whatsoever!
It was the spirit of SMASH
That could never be lost, Never!

And what happened after that
You may say?
Well, they say Bill Gate's heart
Grew three sizes that day

And he road down in his car
Brawl copies in hand
And he delivered them all,
And became a Smash fan.



The End








Was that awesome, or what?