Hasbro makes a Monopoly game
Durable because sometimes we blame
The board for our troubles.  
We never roll doubles!
So flip the whole board.  This is lame!

Let us play,
A round of the rhyming game.
I hope you'll stay,
It is quite tame.
When playing you may sit, you may lay,
And recite lines of poetic fame.
So if you will we will tie,
Together many rhymes.
Like lie, by, and my,
And enjoy sparkling water with lime.
With bread, rye.
Don't worry take your time,
There's no reason to be shy.

[Verse 1]
Nice of you catboy
You walked this labyrinth and made the whole town your toy
Your minions ransack and destroy
And there is no escape for this Cheshire boy

[Verse 2]
And your smile is haunting me
I hear your voice when I dream without it wanting to be
You really put the "eer" in "eerie"
See me and hear me but don't come near me

[Chorus]
You're in godmode
You're in godmode

[Verse 3]
You're everywhere and nowhere
I'm in your lair before you've even told me "go there"
Please don't play ***** with truth and dare
No need to run which isn't fair

[Verse 4]
So I guess it's game over
I found the treasure with your claws around my shoulder
Oh how I think you're the devil or a god I've grown older
You're a mystery for me to explore

[Chorus]
You're in godmode
You're in godmode
You're in godmode

It’s fun to collect money for passing
Go but ahead hotels are massing.  
Competitors bought
The railroads.  You’re caught!
You can’t outrun landlords by racing.

Deck of cards,
Pictured scenes,
Pastel backs.

Just have to remember,
In order to play memory,
But no one will remember me.

MON

A top hat that skims on its brim
And cars built with wheels that don’t spin
Vault from Baltic to Ventnor,
Streets you don’t pay rent for.  
If they land on Boardwalk you win.

Searching for a piece of the puzzle
Pondering the last cryptic clue
Rethinking your intended tactics
Selecting the right block to remove

Whatever choice you're facing
Whatever age you are
Remember that it's just for fun
She's still your sweet old grandma

Spilled pill pieces
like crushed up Reese’s
I found my thesis;
in an empty stomach.
I formed some habits,
they reproduced like rabbits
and if I couldn’t stab it
I’d try to make it plumbic.
Decide to destroy at any cost,
I can’t hide or play coy; I’m my final boss.

I’m so messed up that I used to enjoy the battle;
while I lost, I lost to myself so I’d win.
Lamb to slaughter but too much guilt for the cattle,
maybe a sort of pacification that we can begin.
No cheat codes for this game we play.
All we sow is the seeds for another day.

Blurry scenes
and forgotten dreams,
no ends to a means,
but it started quite simple.
It began with quiet sighs
and tired bagged eyes
my grin would rise
but it seems I lost my dimples.
I was stumbling and swaying yet so lost,
fumbling while playing; I’m my final boss.

I was so messed up that I used to enjoy the game;
while I lost, I lost to myself all the same.
There’s no contra code and no extra lives,
no easy mode, no new game plus to replay twice.
No cheat codes for this game we play.
I keep wishing I could pause, wishing I could just stay.

There’s no save spot in sight,
no shrine and no campfire.
My hands gripping on so tight
my mind and my eyes tire.
I wished to be the hero of time,
always scared that I’d become a Ganon.
It took some work but my Zelda’s mine
I hope that ending stays canon.
But life is something that can’t be cheated,
destiny can’t ever be defeated.

Frisbee flies
Like a UFO.

Blue skies.

A tic-tac-toe
Of them trails
Called chem trails.

Nanoaliens hatch.

A wonky throw—
He makes the catch!