What's My Game Poem by John W. Litteral
What's My Game
When you was a little kid
You used to play a game
You still play me
What's my name
Get a piece of paper
Get your self a pen
If you're good enough at this game
You just might win
You got to get an X
You got to get an O
You got to get more than two
Three in a row
What's my game
You really don't know
Cat got your tongue
It's tick tack toe.
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