Of course its a game,
there is even turn order,
call and response-
colored spots with their own drawn cards.
If I draw blue I cry...
and if you draw red, we don't speak for days.
That's what the rules say.

Whose turn is it now?
The piece doesn't count till you lift your finger,
never mind that you have shown the ghost of intention.
We can just pretend you never found that hole in me.
Let the top hat circle round the board chased by the thimble,
at least till one of us can't lift the dice.

Count the cards,
he has played an Ace, and I have two Kings,
call or raise? Are we equal yet? One turn to win...
Who wears the pants today. One game to tell.
Never mind that neither will win.
Snake eyes exactly and I make the couch set with blankets-
tonight we lose again.