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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 tiddlywinksi-they're bound to make me flip, And jump-rope i s another game I prefer to skip. Won't play checkers; they're just a bunch of squares. Can't play peek-a-boo for stumbling on the stares; Golf tees me off, m baseball's down the tube, And when i t comes to Rubik's Cube, I'm a cubic rube. The alley of my mind bowled ovier, s p l i t and spare and addled, My l i f e i s just a shuttlecock, always getting paddled. |