It Is Difficult Being An Adult Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
It Is Difficult Being An Adult
I return exactly what I get.
If my name is not on it with respect.
'You know that is not acceptable? '
Acceptable or not,
I am not keeping what isn't mine.
And it is difficult being an adult,
When many who look like they are...
Prefer to play checkers.
And you?
You play 'no' games?
'Yes I do.
I enjoy the playing of chess.'
Very few are patient.
And haven't learned to play that yet.
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5/4/2024 4:35:56 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I'll admit that as a growing man I have never mastered the art of chess, although I do have a decent poker face. A fantastic write that put a smile on a dreary day.