Having just finished my class on Shakespeare's sonnets, and approaching 1 year of ownership of my PS3, I'm feeling rather poetical (I own a 360 as well). Oh PS3, why dost thou tease me so? More power than a gamer dares to dream, And yet, though I have searched both high and low, Exclusive titles a few and far between, And when we see them - I mean, come on: Lair? Or Heav'nly Sword? It is no Bioshock, No Gears of War, and to Halo, it can't compare, If gaming's a sea, PS3's still in the dock. And yet, somehow, I manage to love it so. No red rings of death, and lovely interface, And Blu-Ray is quite neat, I'll have you know, And the visualizer always brightens up my place. And yet, third in my heart, you might just be - You are not yet a 360 or Wii.