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Oct 2010
Banter flies around the room,
Name calling & shrieks sing their own tune.
Shuffle, shuffle, along we go,
Anxious, unsure, "Oh you ***."
Smack, smack, smack, fighting for that spot.
What a mess, organizantionless.
Only one will declare they have won,
Pounce! and the game is done.
Curses thrown all around.
Shuffle, shuffle, snap, snap, snap.
Final tally and that is that.
Written by
Emily Coon
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