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It's such a shame
You had to go. You took first place
You won the game, but then you
Said you had to leave, and I waved
Goodbye
As you took the board
And you took my piece
And you left with luck
As then it seemed mine ceased.

You won your points
When I was away
You glued together,
Aching joints.
You watched as the puzzle crumbled.

You told me the pieces would fit
And I believed your distorted truth
But soon I could see it
As it leaked water colour,
And it looked like no other
Dripping soaking dry
So I hung it up outside

You won the race.
You overtook and overturned
But in the end you took a fall
And now I've learned
To wait some longer.
So I clutch my dice close to my chest
And hope some day it'll land on six
And then I won't worry about the rest
As you'd be here
And I'd be fixed.