Sunday, April 27, 2008

Poem 2: The Game

Daddy! Daddy! You must come quick!

She is doing this all wrong.

She put his hand with her hand

right there, where yours belongs.

 

That is no match,

as you well know.

All the card-games you played

helped you learn that’s so.

 

Yours and hers, a pair,

The King and Queen of hearts.

Red for love and hearts for love-

Or is love only when it starts?

 

Do something, please! He’s a Jack of spades,

he doesn’t fit at all.

And little me,

the number three,

can’t do much ‘cause I’m too small.

 

Daddy! Daddy! Pick me up

and set me on your knee,

for I have never ever seen you

lose a game of rummy.



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