'Twas the night before the Tokyo Game Show, when all through the room
Not a game was being played, not even old Doom;
The cameras were hung by the monitor with care,
In hopes that some booth babes soon would be there;
The console games were nestled all snug in their cases,
While hand held games were put in their places;
When on the internet there arose such a clatter,
I sprang to my desktop to see what was the matter.
Away to the game sites I clicked like a flash,
Tore open the magazines and prepared for some clash.