I got so focused on being done
I lost control of the moment you won,
but
you're a good sport, as we always see.
I'll perform the forfeit and come
home free
Next time, we'll see.
Take lessons behind,
and bring them on forward
to bear and bind like bee
and bird, to win
our share
of honey and laurels
beyond compare
'cause you
are the only being to do.
And my being
done
will never be
through,
'cause we've never
got nothing better
to do
than being won
in pursuit of
one,
by two.
A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.
but aren't they all random?
Wednesday, August 17, 2022
team play
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We are won. OR: one by two, or: team play
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