The Game Poem by Rebecca Bell

The Game



This game has never been so intense
I can feel the pain throughout my entire being
I wanna win but I hate this suspense
I play so fast that you don't even know what youre seeing

I do absolutely anything to win
Your too chicken to even try and beat me
I'm so strong you'd think I was made of tin
You should just forfeit and let me be

You'd think I was Taz I run so fast
While playing I've never had such a blast
Your probably wondering how much time has passed
Or maybe your wondering how long this game will last

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