Bioshock - Fan Poem

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Steinman strove for perfection,

Not that he attained it as such

He already knew that to ‘match’

Too well for any pair is too much

He spent so long hidden down in the dental surgery

So it was impossibe for him to see

That we don’t need symmetry

For you to be perfection to me

Cohen loved his art,

He was too wrapped up in his own head

Fort Frolic is a nice place

It can’t compare to us just lying in bed

His twisted art isn’t quite my ‘kawaii’ style

There’s no smothering people in paste

I prefer your work

That artistic flare is a little more to my ‘taste’

We don’t need Adam and Eve Hypo

Injected in our veins to churn

So we won’t use plasmids

We don't use ‘Incinerate’ for our passion to burn

You could try using ‘Electro Bolt’

It wouldn’t create our special kind of spark

You can offer me that kind of power,

But I’d rather stroll through Oakwell park

Be it Rumbler or Rosie

A Big Daddy will protect his little sister ‘prize’

And just like Mr. Bubbles,

Anybody who takes you away from me gets a nasty surprise

But they used biological experiments to attach them,

But that just wasn’t fair

We’re different, because our bond is simple-

We’re just a perfect pair

Tenebaum gets us to protect her little ones

and do her dirty work

Then she hides in the shadows

masking her sly little smirk

If it were me and you

Then I’d go out there and fight against any enemy

I’d take on Fontaine, Houdini Splicers and even Ryan

If it meant getting you back to me

I’m not a fan of Souchong’s mind control,

It wakes away free will

His experiments make me feel sad.

The puppy tape made me feel quite ill

But just in case

If his powers do work just fine

I have to ask you-

“Would you kindly always be mine?”

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