My Madden life has drained my self-esteem.
With every loss I weep like a baby.
My opponent makes me cry in a scream.
Winning the game and then losing barely.
My career has vanished in the thick fog.
What should I do now, I feel very bad.
I am upset so I write this bad blog.
I know, I must beat this big sore wet lad.
Yes that is me, I am no longer free.
I must beat myself like they beat Tanzim.
Take that you scumbag, my sting's like a bee.
I go hard, so call me Tanzim Machine.
I just dominated you with a pow!
So next time, think before you call me cow.
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