It's Saturday night,
Everyone's getting ready,
Play the game.
Have to get the outfit right,
Keep the night steady,
Play the game.
You're ready to dance,
The air's getting heavy,
Play the game.
The stranger takes a different stance,
You're feeling kinda hazy,
Play the game.
"Not too far...!"
Now you're on the tar.
You don't like the game anymore.
Author notes
Contest entry- Option 3: Titles
a. Play The Game.
A contest entry
- DO NOT OPEN!! by Note The Sarcasm.
700 points, ended November 12, 2008, 6 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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hahaha i like this, but the best bits were the last couple of lines. reminds me of a tease, then she gets a taste of her win medicine hahaha well done! x


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I like this. It's discriptive.
And if I were other peopole, I would say "Damnit! I lost both games!" Cause there are two games in my school, or at least in my group of friends, that are both called "The Game". But I'm a loser and don't play either.
Which people constantly tell me I can't do. Well, I'll stop rambling now.
Great write!
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hehe I like.... a saturday night out...having a good night...playing the game that everyone seems to do....drunk and on the floor and not liking it any more...is this right??
this is impression that I get from this poem and I think you did a good job with this!!



