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  1. fultonbot
    Blow up the bridges
    Dodge the edges, shoot to thrill
    Slow down to fuel up

    Compelled to play it
    Must get a little further
    Will I see the end?

    River Forever
    Always etched in my mind
    As the best ever


  2. fultonbot
    Four crazy-ass chefs
    Throwing food from little piles
    Dodge and throw it back

    No limit melons
    Eat the melting ice cream cone
    For Instant Replay

    Coin-Op perfection
    Charley Chuck would be so proud
    Of this translation


  3. fultonbot
    Ships battling planes
    As anti-aircraft guns fire
    In head to head fights

    No way to stop them
    Everything just keeps on moving
    Fire, never forget

    Air Sea Battle game?
    Judge this book by it's cover
    Because both ruled


  4. fultonbot
    Catalog daydream
    Gaming one page at a time
    Hope is powerful

    Found you at Fedmart
    Next to the heavy sixer
    With Combat! loaded

    Vicariously
    I played through your drawings
    Imagined your words

    I fell asleep
    Mind visions of Atari
    Another world

    A trance of pixels
    A beautiful concoction
    8-bit dimension

    An Air-Sea Battle
    Surrounds Video Olympic
    Outlaws Street Racing

    Code Breaking Home Runs
    Star Ships Hunt And Score Basic Math
    As Space War Breaks Out

    Adults yelling thrusts me
    Back to my small, dirty room
    I open my eyes

    No Atari here
    But I just know, one day, it
    Will be my escape




  5. fultonbot
    Why so damned hard?
    Leatherneck, why taunt me so?
    I die so often

    There are 4 of us
    But 3 die so instantly
    Left all by myself

    Up through the jungle
    Dodging phantom gunfire in
    16 colors.

    Don't stop the music
    AY-3-8910
    It's so compelling

    It keeps pulling me
    I never get much further
    One more go, restart






  6. fultonbot
    Plays video games?
    Strap two on and go skiing
    Those babies were huge

    Kicked Gameboy's ass
    Color graphics, stereo sound
    But no one noticed

    Too few game choices
    No ads, no distribution
    Same Atari Corp.
  7. fultonbot
    Prototype lifestyle
    Sitting on a shelf somewhere
    Waiting to have life

    They programmed me to
    Launch the 5200
    Into hearts and minds

    My graphics are great
    As if you were in the arcade
    But with no vectors

    I am unwieldly
    I cannot be controlled
    I'm a maverick

    I am still just code
    A burned eprom demo
    A shadow, a ghost

    I sit in the dark
    Longing for a shipping date
    Not my destiny
  8. fultonbot
    The back of the store
    1977
    Right of the housewares

    Next to the fire door
    Heavy Sixer with Combat!
    Two wide-eyed kids

    Thumbs on the buttons
    CX-40s in our palms
    Hands and eyes in-sync

    "This f-ing rules man!"
    "cool-ass games on a TV!"
    "Much better than Pong!"

    Tanks, bi-planes and jets
    Bouncing shots, racking-up scores
    We play while mom shops

    "This aint no arcade"
    Yells the TV salesman in
    The C&R suit

    He says "That's it boys"
    He then hits the power switch
    "Now get outta here!"

    We skulk away
    From the TV section, but
    We will be back soon
  9. fultonbot
    1983
    Computers still a hobby
    User groups flourish

    We found our local
    Set of fans in the back of
    Antic Magazine

    South Bay Atari
    Computer Enthusiasts
    A gaggle of geeks

    Met in a small hall
    Across from a gay bar in
    North Redondo Beach

    Lucasfilm once came
    To show us their first two games
    Before they were out

    Atari ruled
    No 'Commode-Door' 64s
    Allowed anywhere

    The high-tech lost cause
    Relentless devotion to
    A fading image
  10. fultonbot
    Every store sold games
    I bought Star League Baseball at
    The May Company!

    Liners Or Sluggers
    Choose from four different pitches
    Such Simplicity!

    Isometric view
    The whole field on screen at once
    Such economy!

    7th inning stretch
    Ads displayed on the scoreboard
    'Twas love at first sight
  11. fultonbot
    Ever winding road
    The dwindling sunlight puts my
    Life in grave danger

    Paddle controller
    Rests in my left hand, my thumb
    Ready to hit the gas

    Right hand steers the car
    I can't stray outside the lines
    Certain death awaits

    Time ticks ever downward
    The horizon forever black
    All an illusion?
  12. fultonbot
    A squad of three men
    Are attached together forever
    They have but one goal

    Moving as a team
    Kicking out towards the ball
    Just like chorus girls

    Totally in-tune
    In-sync, attached forever
    Complete unison

    Their goalie watches
    Mesmerized by our footwork
    The shot comes quickly

    Into the corner
    The crowd erupts, the sky lights
    With a fireworks show!
  13. fultonbot
    '77
    X-Wing battles fueled my
    Seven year old dreams

    Video games soon
    Represented the far far
    Away galaxy

    But not exactly.
    Space Invaders, Asteroids
    And Galaxian

    Every enemy
    Was a tie fighter, every
    Hero, an X-wing

    Until finally,
    1983, Star Wars
    Got its own coin-op

    Pilot an X-wing
    The Hulking Death star awaits
    Your vector attack

    Dive into the trench
    Fire the proton torpedoes
    Goodbye exhaust port!

    At 13 years old
    My Star Wars dreams realized
    I could now move on
  14. fultonbot
    In my Snow Speeder
    Skywalker, is damned chump
    Compared to me

    AT AT's aim for our
    Last Power generator
    They will not succeed

    Tracking the walkers
    I evade their laser bolts
    My attack run starts

    I swoop down at them
    Aiming for the head, I fire
    Their armor is tough

    I spot a weakness
    The metal beast's neck flashes
    I'm in for the kill

    Metallic legs drop
    Knee bolts crush under the weight
    The body explodes
  15. fultonbot
    Crush Crumble And Chomp
    You are a monster, you live
    You eat, you destroy

    Bash through the city
    Police cars chase, shoot to kill
    Yum! Very Tasty

    Here come tanks and planes
    You fight, the battle is fierce
    Yet, you carry on

    What, a scientist?
    Is that his secret weapon?
    Monster dead. Restart.
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