It's game night tonight
Once a week is when we play We're having friends over Because of this, we're all happy and gay Ring ring! They're at the door Oh look! they've brought a game that I adore We roll to see who goes first But wait! It's me! In a position that I abhor. I roll 7 Oh please! Let me get a card from heaven It's not! "It reads," My dad hollers, "'Go to jail! Do not pass go! Do not collect $200.'" I'm sad I'm distraught But then I have a thought, "It's only a game. Don't get mad. Your spending time with friends and family" For that I should be glad Isn't it sad? The fact that we take these things so seriously? I think so. Because when it gets to be your time to leave this world Your possessions don't matter Who won the game or not Especially the latter The things that matter aren't materialistic things, And that's the part that makes it sting. The things you've worked for in life: Lots of money, a nice car These things don't have any importance The things that do matter are in front of you But you just haven't noticed at all It's now apparent It's your friends, sisters, brothers, and parents |
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