Letters of Love (lost and found)

Dear Betsy,

Betsy my dear I have found love,

To me she is my favourite glove.

Hand in hand we paint the town red,

All over the hordes as evil lay dead.

Her finesse is critical and deadly and still,

Analog or digital I auto aim for the kill.

Shes no wii, no station of play,

She is curvaceous of shades white and grey.

Dear Betsy don't cry, meet her you must,

This is love, though digital, my taste I trust.

Its not that I have had this feeling before,

You and Miss Pac Man were fun but there was no gore.

Please believe me when i just say,

She and I are to be wed today.

Love digitally

Wilbur

Dear Wilbur

Wilbur my dear, I really don't mind,

Your love for the video games that you find.

What bugs me however is the fact that you still,

Think I give a shit about your 10,000th kill.

Remember that day when i said, "This looks like fun",

I was three vodkas down and as high as a nun.

Dear Wilbur don't cry I'm sure she a catch,

Just wondering, where exactly is her "Consummate here!" latch.

Please believe me when i just say,

A root canal is better than you any day.

Ctrl Alt Del + Shutdown

Betsy

Sigmond is what ????