Here they come, here they come, from all corners.
To win or to lose, all want the former.
A slash of a sword, a thrust of a punch,
Quarrels down here end with SQUEALCH, BANG, or CRUNCH.
Lightning from his cheeks
Illuminate enemies
With volts of cold feet.
Laser rounds bombard, combusting orbs char,
Get licked, crushed, and thrashed: ants clobber you far.
Royal females tear opponents apart.
What was the point of the saving you part?
Hes from Hocotate,
With moving plants as allies,
Slays many bulborbs.
Plant animal hybrids heaved to attack,
This cape of Hyrules doom adorns his back.
A pink puffball gene thief enters the fray.
The strong-armed gorilla has his day.
From the ancient times,
His 2-D frame slams breakfast
With many aged beeps.
Space dragons conquered: returns as a knight.
Atop Captains vessel rages this fight.
Barbie girl with a gun triumphs once more,
Evil glove tops this video game lore.
Cerulean quills
Breaking the sound barrier
With a cocky grin.














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