Beating up on the game controller
As he hit all the buttons to try to win the game
Sometimes it worked, but most of the time he lost
However, it didn’t make a difference. He still had fun
Bash (an acrostic poem)
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Uh-Oh (an acrostic poem)
Unbeknownst to him, the fix was in for the card game
His opponents had stacked the deck and bought the dealer’s conscience
Once the hand was dealt, he didn’t even look and went all in. They all smiled as they joined him.
He revealed his cards with his right hand and his gun with his left. Both gave him the win
Games (an acrostic poem)
Going to try their luck
As they roll the dice one last time
Maybe this time they will win
Even though as they released the tumbling cubes
Something twisted in the universe
Timing (an acrostic poem)
There was a rhythm to how things flowed in life
If one could anticipate the beat, one could thrive
Many tried and flailed and failed, but Ramona was a natural
It left those in the know in awe and a bit jealous
Now here she was, about to win it all and there wouldn’t be anything left
Giving in, she purposely made a mistake assuring herself a better tomorrow
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Catch (an acrostic poem)
Count them. Twenty-two. Read ’em and weep.
And that means you busted. You lost.
That’s not right. You speak of deceptions. I always win. I’m a winner
Can you follow the rules just this once? You don’t always have to win
Ha! That’s how a loser speaks. I won’t fall for your trap!
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Win (an acrostic poem)
When you finally get something to go right
It spreads across your face as the feeling grows inside
Now onto the next challenge
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