Not of the quality of Space Ghost, but I am bored at work:

I found a game I once used to play
Trade Wars it was, and still is today.
My skills were good, my fingers flew,
I was an elite, and players I slew.

I decide to mow to StarDock bay
My skills as sharp as back in the day.
The players of today have skills that lack,
I will show them all now that I am back.

My fingers will fly,
and the players will die.
My tactics and skills of yesterday
Will show these players the way.

How can they believe that they have a chance
I am here they should know it's their last dance.
They should be trembling like they saw a ghost.
For I am the one for them to fear the most.

I decided to show these players of today
How we created a grid back in my day.
I hit a fighter, and another, and a player did say
Keep it up and you will die today.

This brashness of someone such as he,
Could barely phase someone like me.
Into his fighters so quick I flew
Now I am flying a pod shiny and new.

He must have cheated to catch someone like me
For there is no other way this could be.
No one could touch me in my day,
I am too skilled at this game I play.

I go to dock in my shiny new pod
What shame for me, a Trade Wars God.
Into the StarDock sector I do go
Only to again find my foe.

I see a message of powering up
So much for me and my luck
I know out of this game I shall go,
But tomorrow again I will face my foe.

               / Promethius / Enigma / Wolfen /

"A man who has no skills can be taught, a man who has no honor has nothing."

Heh, that is pretty brash! Good format to, just hope you are not getting paid to actually write that! 

Actually I was being paid for that little bit of nonsense and several scripts that are on grimytrader as well.

               / Promethius / Enigma / Wolfen /

"A man who has no skills can be taught, a man who has no honor has nothing."

I like it! Thanks for the smile!