- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Playin' the Game
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Copyright B. Watson 2024
What’s this game you’re playing with me?
You’ve driven me out of my tree
I run around but never see
Hide nor hair of you.
I go by school, drive by the bar,
Break my neck lookin’ for your car
With calls and texts, I’m over par,
Yet I can’t seem to find you.
I feel like all the other fools.
Love the game, but hate the rules.
(Not even sure I know the rules!)
Wanna give me a clue?
You and me, it could be bliss
Long before our first kiss
But so far it’s hit or miss.
You lookin’ for another batter?
Anyway, that’s where it lies.
Cracker-Jack, but short a prize.
I’m still crazy for your eyes,
But where’s the rest of you?
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