There’s a man. Let’s say he’s not stupid.
Say, his name is Ivan.
Say, he attends a computer club,
and let’s call the club Minus One.
Which of course means
another bastard killed in the game.
And the blood spurts from the pierced chest
and monsters burn in the fire.
Ivan! Don’t sit at home on the couch
with your joystick night and day!
Run to the Minus One computer club,
your classmates are already there!
