(A/N: without other poems to write, I finally have the time and focus to complete this segment. Here we go)

Crammed in the backseat,

My kid brother beside,

The only thing that keeps me sane,

Is the anticipation of my next ride.

Just one more cramped day,

And I'll be so there,

I'll match up against

My cousin, oh, how I dare

To match up against him,

A year's long enough

For me to have gone

From newbie to tough.

I'm here in Texas

The day will soon come

When I challenge my cousin

To a song or some.

He was playing it last year

I saw and loved the game

From that day on forward

My life wasn't the same.

Now, here I am,

Waiting for the chance,

To take up rhythm

Against my cousin to a dance.

My one year anniversary

Of playing the game,

Is in a few days,

It doesn't feel the same

As it did that one day,

I remember it well,

I was so shy,

Watching him in awe unequal.

He convinced me to try,

I saw nothing wrong.

I got up beside him

To an easy enough song.

I kept it basic,

He cranked it up.

He danced to secret rendezvous

And showed me right up.

From then on, I loved it,

I couldn't get enough.

On the way to uncle tom's.

My mind was playing back his tough

Steps.

I returned home,

Saved my bucks,

And bought a cheap pad,

And DDR konamix.

It did me good,

Though not too well,

It moved and it slid,

Cheaply made, I could tell.

But I shortly complained,

I had the game.

With that and in the arcade,

My life wasn't the same.

Now I eagerly await

The proper dance round 2

With my dancing sensei cousin,

Jason, I've got a surprise for you.