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Show NOT GAME FOR MUCH Can't play chess; I've pulled a muscle in my brain. Can't play tennis-left my elbow in the rain; Won't play tiddlywinks<-they're bound to make me f l i p, And jump-rope i s another game I prefer to skip. Won't play checkers; they're j u s t a bunch of squares. Can't play peek-a-boo for stumbling on the s t a r e s; Golf tees me off, mg? b a s e b a l l ' s down the tube, And when i t comes to Rubik's Cube, I'm a cubic rube. The alley of my mind bowled over, s p l i t and spare and addled, My l i f e i s j u s t a shuttlecock, always g e t t i n g paddled. |
