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The Game Of Love! ! ! - Poem by LULU MERO


He was an interesting creature...

With the audacity like a preacher..

As he talked, Ooh my! ! Voluble..

Sounded like my French teacher

Vim & vigor, carrying out….

Carrying his distinctive feature

You stayed within..

You knew he was the one...

That mama warned you about.

And though you hadn't none,

He took you out..

And left sweet memories lingering

Then, one day he left you figuring

Trying to understand the end

His hand he did not lend

So you tried to let go

And it hurt like hell! !

An affable and courteous gentleman

The one who wore the skin of a lamb

With sweet words he pretends

Your heart and body you hand

Hand into this despicable boogieman.

Stop crying my dear..

I can see why you tear

Tear from what is clear

That man gave ur heart a spear

Your love to him was sincere..

But he left u alone with smear

Ooo my i feel your pain even here

It is that Game of love

The game we both hear! !

Indeed, It is a Game of Love...

Made me feel like a heart i didn't have.

The King of Hearts he tries to be

By going around collecting hearts in a jar.

If there was a way to undo the pain

Other than drinking at the bar

Then my tears would be in vain.

Come along my dear

Go on, Tell.. if you fear.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

For players in the house, and victims who fall in love for the wrong Guys!
But stay tune for Part 2, because it is a game for both sides.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 24, 2013

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