There be some sports are simple, and their labor
Delight in them sets off; and these are those
Unlike piano, clarinet, or tabor
Which, as the feeling of addiction grows
Do not repeat, but alter as they age
Level by level; these are programmed, too,
And render difficulty page by page,
The which, in calm intensity, they strew
With complex simple puzzles, carefully
Planned to be pleasant. These we buy, and love,
Because they can express addictively
That which we are in constant pursuit of:
Easy attention fixes. It's a pleasure, now,
To roam the worlds computer games allow.
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