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 Dec 2017 Nonsense Poet
Star BG
Some BOARD games will be around for generations.
         Chutes And Ladders
                Go To The Head Of The Class
                         Chinese Checkers
                                Playing Cards
                                      Parchizsi
           ­                                 Candyland      
                                                   Sorry  
                                                         Racco      
                                                              Co­ncentration      
                                                                ­Monopoly    
                                                                ­          Trouble    
                                                                ­                  Careers
                                       ­                                                Clue
                                                            ­                                Operation
                                                       ­                                            Checkers
                                                        ­                                                   Life   
                                                         ­                              

                    Games embedded in mind of adults
                                  who recall their childhood.

                                 Care to play with a memory?

                                  Bet you still know the rules.



What is YOUR FAVORITE  board game as A kid.
Just thinking about board games. A silly poem.
LostInTheBeloved gets credit reminding me of the game Trouble Thanks
 Dec 2017 Nonsense Poet
victoria
Fading to dust

I dull you
I tarnish your shine
Your petals shy away
When I’m close by

You turn from the light
When I shade your eyes
You sour from sweet
As I **** you dry

You dim within my presence
Your vibrancy fades to dust
Hope slides under your door
And all because I can’t trust
This is how I can ruin relationships
917

Love—is anterior to Life—
Posterior—to Death—
Initial of Creation, and
The Exponent of Earth—
There are so many people but there's no one inside.
© January 4, 2017 deprivedkat
 Dec 2017 Nonsense Poet
Hannah
Writing
has set
me free.

It is
something
nobody
can ever
take away
from me.
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