When One Is Running Game
When one is running game,
They seldom show a shame.
There is a name to claim...
When one is running game.
When one is running game,
It comes like pouring rain.
And leaves a trail of pain...
When one is running game.
Too often,
They have botched up something someone coddled.
Too often,
They have been excused from misery...
And,
Too often they become an idolized model...
By a child who sees this as the real thing!
When one is running game,
They seldom show a shame.
There is a name to claim...
When one is running game.
Too often,
They have been excused from misery...
And,
Too often they become an idolized model...
By a child who sees this as the real thing!
Too often,
They have botched up something someone coddled.
When one is running game,
They seldom show a shame.
Too often,
They have been excused from misery.
When one is running game,
They seldom show a shame.
There is a name to claim...
When one is running game.
Too often they become an idolized model.
When one is running game,
They seldom show a shame.
Too often they have been excused from misery...
And,
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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