Oh no honey,
You don't understand.
It doesn't matter to me,
How you play the game.
I'm not even playing,
With my own money.
Tragedy and loss are dull,
The pain that comes from them,
Isn't even that sharp.
You know what is sharp?
Witt and skill and success.
Particularly mine.
So watch out.
Jun 3, 2015
Jun 3, 2015 at 12:27 AM UTC
Oh no honey,
You don't understand.
It doesn't matter to me,
How you play the game.
I'm not even playing,
With my own money.
Tragedy and loss are dull,
The pain that comes from them,
Isn't even that sharp.
You know what is sharp?
Witt and skill and success.
Particularly mine.
So watch out.
I can hear you tiptoeing.
It's not working for you,
Is it?
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