Argentum, Argentum, where could you be?
Are you up there hiding in the sycamore tree?
You're not in the car, you're not in the train.
Why are you being such a God-awful pain?
I've traveled the mountains, and scoured the land,
Trying to find Argentum, so I can
Enjoy my spare time fighting Martians all day,
And protecting dear Earth, so humans can stay.
My dear friend Carpe, a worker is he,
Deserves his fair share of money from me.
To show us Argentum, to end my dismay,
of playing a thousand boring games of Slay,
and to bring to my iPAQ, a worthy machine,
a game worth playing until my eyes scream,
"HEY WILL!" no more, you're turning me red,
I'm practically falling out of your head!
I've searched high and low, so near and so far,
But I thought finding Argentum wouldn't be so hard.
-by William