Yeah, I'm double-posting. Nobody harp on it.
I didn't notice how strange Mr. Tambourine Man's rhyme scheme was until I filked it. I think this turned out nicely, though I'm not exactly an unbiased reader.

Teaching and Learning with a Teacher
Apologies to Bob Dylan

Hey! Mr. Largo-sensei, play a game with me,
I'm no lamer, though there are many games I haven't played.
Hey! Mr. Largo-sensei, play a game with me,
In the blipping blooping arcade I'll be learning from you.

Though I remember what happened with that doll during your class,
You seemed very brash,
Lept the window with a crash but still were moving.
Your attitude amazes me, I did not care to be leet,
But since you're off your feet
And the arcade's on this street we'll learn from losing.

Hey! Mr. Largo-sensei, play a game with me,
I'm no lamer, though there are many games I haven't played.
Hey! Mr. Largo-sensei, play a game with me,
In the blipping blooping arcade I'll be learning from you.

Take me on your walk through this stretching arcade block,
Your senses have been rocked, why do you stand and balk?
Just one round has been chalked, stay away from Sapporo
And you'll recover.
So you've seen these gaming posters, lost faith in Metal Gear,
You told us not to "ph34r", so play Punished Pinion here,
We can learn from it together.

Hey! Mr. Largo-sensei, play a game with me,
I'm no lamer, though there are many games I haven't played.
Hey! Mr. Largo-sensei, play a game with me,
In the blipping blooping arcade I'll be learning from you.

Though you might hear music, voices, dancin' in the Cave,
To raving they are not slaves, they're only dancing to escape,
And all the students from you can learn the leetness.
So if your rival's plotting to hijack your best friend
For to drag him to his end, hoping all your skills to rend,
That wound I can help you tend, it's just a sick mind game
With you that she's playing.

Hey! Mr. Largo-sensei, play a game with me,
I'm no lamer, though there are many games I haven't played.
Hey! Mr. Largo-sensei, play a game with me,
In the blipping blooping arcade I'll be learning from you.

Then play me using counters of the character you chose,
Using all the moves we know, you cut those cards in half,
And that guy behind you laughs, and time will heal your gaffe,
In these arcade games we'll forget our sorrow.
Yes, we can learn from our mistakes if we move on with our class,
As credits we amass, advised by your foreign friend
(Though "leet" I don't understand), sparring 'til our money's spent,
We can forget about today until tomorrow.

Hey! Mr. Largo-sensei, play a game with me,
I'm no lamer, though there are many games I haven't played.
Hey! Mr. Largo-sensei, play a game with me,
In the blipping blooping arcade I'll be learning from you.

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