Haiku Revú

Spring is now upon us, and with it comes a lighter workload (for me at least, a cog in the machinations of the retail industry) and long breaks from classes. As such, I've been playing too many games to write my trademark epic, long reviews for. Instead, I will revert to the simplest form of oriental poetry to express my feelings for each game.

Spectrobes: A Haiku

You are complete crap.
You're really not very good.
You trade in for ten.

God of War: A Haiku

You made me a man.
Blood-splattered, chains swinging wild,
Really not for kids.

Vanguard: Saga of Heroes: A Haiku

You are Everquest,
With a thick graphics upgrade,
Chasing after WoW.

Cooking Mama: Cook Off: A Haiku

Curse you, wretched chef!
Controls render you crippled.
Scrambled eggs, cinder.

PS3: A Haiku

Had you for a week.
Not LittleBigPlanet week.
Your timing - it's bad.

Resistance: Fall of Man: A Haiku

Halo's little bro.
Tired gameplay, Familiar, I've
Shot these guns before.

God of War II: A Haiku

You are still awesome.
Suffer the trilogy curse.
Ending? No. Teaser.

That's all for now. I'm all poetry'd out.