The life of Steve

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Alright, here it goes.
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My name is Steve. I love Minecraft. Do you?
In my homeland, there's so much to do and see. Just beware, don't get eaten by entity 303!
Building, crafting, mining, the joys of designing, and so many houses that need refining.
This isn't only poetry, but its a story out of my life. 
Day and night I work hard. Sometimes I wish I can be those kids playing in the schoolyard.
Sometimes hunting for food can be tough, and traveling through bad weather can be rough.
I'll eat whatever I find. Cows, sheep, chickens, pigs, and deer, whichever animal is near.
Even though I'm referred to as "The Player", I'm a slayer.
Crafting wooden swords, armor, furniture, and other tools to protect myself against enemies, and when I'm ill, I'm making natural herbal remedies.
Exploring new realms are a great adventure, but when I get exhausted and feel dehydrated, I always make sure to drink a lot of water as a thirst quencher.
When my day is done, and its time to go home, I have to find my way back; no google maps on chrome.
When I get back to my residence, I settle down, and get ready for bed. All of the day's moments replay in my head. 
I finally yawn and say, "That was another great day."
I hope you had a good time reading, it was nice knowing you, and now its time to end my poem.
Category:Poems
Category:Short Pastas