To meet my goal for Wii.

I need a few more karma points.

This is all about me.

Wii only incidentally.

Shifty Wii computer

Up to its old Wii tricks, told me

Last week I was sixty four.

Today my Wii age? Six.

I don’t know my real age.

One day I’m sixty then I’m six.

Wii makes me set high goals

And then usurps my very soul.

.

A goal for BMI.

Another goal to lose some weight.

I miss both by a mile.

I never knew computers cried.

It’s blamed me it’s shamed me

Into standing on the Wii board.

Kids kick stuff right at me

A thunderous, barbarian horde.

I stagger and fall off.

The Wii my evil Emperor.

Run. Before it spreads you

Out with its fitness putty knife.