Game Over (a Fibonacci poem)




“A game?”

“Play a game?”

“I’ll so flip your table.”

“You think you are some hot damn player.”

“There is no way to win with me.  You should have given up.”

“Instead it’s game over.”  With that she pulled the trigger, ending his life.  Too bad it wasn’t enough experience to level.


A Fib (Fib #1)

A fib is a poem where each line must contain the appropriate number of syllables for its entry in the Fibonacci series.  The Fibonacci series starts out with the numbers zero and one; successive entries in the series are formed by adding the previous two (so the Fibonacci sequence starts out like 0, 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, 34…).  So this is my try at a fib.




Why you?

I loved you,

And yet you dumped me.

All because of my choice of cheese,

Or my inability to cook a four star meal.

Though to be honest, I think it was that guy who fed you lies, but you said it was me.