Sonnet Review: Gigantomania

I like ambitious games, and this one brought
More than a little literary flair.
Gigantomania soon had me caught
Within the gears of Stalinism. There,
I played first as a farmer, then a brute
Stuck making steel, a Politboro type,
And Stalin at the last -- as his acute
And incoherent madness came to light
Amidst a chess game, I soon grew annoyed
(Not just because I couldn't interact
In meaningful ways). Till then, I'd enjoyed
The bleakness and dilemmas, and, in fact
I praise it for these, though I'm sure my friends
Went into it for somewhat diff'rent ends.

In Which A Dream Is Fulfilled

Large Hardon Collider, originally uploaded by Skepchick.

So many have so longed for just this day,
When just this error happened, when someone
Misplaced two crucial letters in a way
To change the name of something famous. Fun
Was had by all, and yes, 'twas juvenile,
But it is March, the month that can't decide
If it will snow or bring us, with a smile
A dose of springtime. Oh, the tears I've cried
Of purest mirth today, to see this thing!
And we're allowed to love it, yes we are!
So of a typo on this day I sing.
Tomorrow I'll return to something far
More serious, but giggles still will seize
Me and my friends for hours, if you please.