Dear Friend,

This poem was pretty much an experiment in a different rhyme scheme. I’m not sure how effective it was, so again, any comments would be appreciated! I wasn’t sure about the pun in the title either, but it summarizes the emotion I’m trying to describe so perfectly, I couldn’t resist.

Thank you for checking this out!

Bitter Irony

Game Bored

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I guess I'm a game to you

I don't have a name to you

just one of those things you picked up on your way

I guess I amuse you

don't think I'd abuse you

I'd never take part in these games that you play

maybe I bore you

but I won't ignore you

won't leave you alone on your darkest day

and sweetheart, I love you

and I'm not above you

I'll have to shell out the same price that you'll pay

because I didn't decline you

I'll always remind you

to think of the people you pass on your way

I guess I'll regret you

I'm going to forget you

but I'll remember the rules to this game we both play