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go ahead take every single game piece from its box put them all in a jar and shake it you'll see the parcheesi men dancing around wooden words forgotten kings and queens the bishops praying for the pewter hat as the dog barks at a red hotel and plain checkers pieces slide into partially assembled pie wheels watch closely as the tiny peg people are separated from the car holding their family together. and then decide that what you had wasn't good enough not when there are still some lost and create tokens out of buttons bottlecaps or whatever you want just remember when the cards fall from a tornado we're all just losers and when the dice roll off the table you can kiss the game goodbye unless of course you're playing all by yourself which while lonely is actually almost advisable. and i've done it enough times to know.
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Aug 14, 2016
Aug 14, 2016 at 2:38 PM UTC
game of life
go ahead take every single game piece from its box put them all in a jar and shake it you'll see the parcheesi men dancing around wooden words forgotten kings and queens the bishops praying for the pewter hat as the dog barks at a red hotel and plain checkers pieces slide into partially assembled pie wheels watch closely as the tiny peg people are separated from the car holding their family together. and then decide that what you had wasn't good enough not when there are still some lost and create tokens out of buttons bottlecaps or whatever you want just remember when the cards fall from a tornado we're all just losers and when the dice roll off the table you can kiss the game goodbye unless of course you're playing all by yourself which while lonely is actually almost advisable. and i've done it enough times to know.
Copyright 5/13/16 by B. E. McComb
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Aug 14, 2016
Aug 14, 2016 at 2:38 PM UTC
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