You say it's just a g-a-m-e, when you play me again and again.=

And I believed you, yes I believed y-o-u when you spoke about our game.

(if you want to call it that)

Oh, you villain, you c-u-r!

A t-i-e-m player they said, but what's that? Why you're right!

There is no I in t-e-a-m.

I'll give you your j-e-a-l-o-u-s-y, but why

must you have taken your fifty-four triple word score points--

from my hopeless l-o-v-e and aching h-e-a-r-t with such a cold w-o-r-d

I know it's just a g-a-m-e; I know I shouldn't care,

but I can't help feeling that something

-the blank is a k-

no, I can't help but feel, that something is b-r-o

-double letter-

b-r-o-k-e-n between us.

eight points.

© Tofer Carlson 2011