In My Hand I Hold A Ball, White And Dimpled, Rather Small.
Oh, How Bland It Does Appear, This Harmless Looking Little Sphere.
By It's Size I Could Not Guess, The Awesome Strength It Does Possess.
But Since I Fell Beneath Its Spell, I've Wandered Through The Fires Of Hell..
My Life Has Not Been Quite The Same, Since I Chose To Play This Stupid Game.
It Rules My Mind For Hours On End, A Fortune It Has Made Me Spend.
It Has Made Me Yell, Curse A...