Game...Set...Match

Game...Set...Match

It's all a big game
without any rules
There's no playing fair
no suffering of fools

Little honor amoung men
even less with the chicks
Them I call bimbos
the men are just dicks

Trust me, he says
she says the same
They both call you hon..
can't remember your name

Be careful, the net
you'll stumble and fall
It's all just a racquet
they're after your balls

No need to keep score
count balls or count pins
For this is a game
where nobody wins

No running of bases
no touchdowns or goals
Just jump through the hoops..
and over the coals

Don't try this at home
I'm telling you true
Leave love to the prose
that ain't me or you.

Sue

— jetz, Jan 09, 2010

About the Author

Region, Country: South eastern Connecticut, USA

Critiques

Kob

16 years 5 months ago

I like it Jetz, It’s very

I like it Jetz, It's very good, it made me smile in the middle, and then another wry smile in the last verse. Superb! I intend to save it & read it again sometime. Then again, I prefer rhyming poetry to yon rambling stuff. But each to there own. I wrote one years ago, for a friend who'd a cold and sore throat at the time.( I surely do love your picture, Is it you with...is it a timber wolf. ? I'm just curious. Then again, I love American accents as well, but for now I'll just have to imagine yours.) Now, here's that old poem I promised, it's just for you, hope it makes you smile as well. Sincerely, Kob. ( Scotland ) Your voice... I love to hear Your lovely voice I'd hear it more often If I had the choice It's delectable sweet And beutiful to We naturally It belongs to you So please don't worry About the sound Cause like you it's nice To have around. Thanks for the poem you posted, I like to smile now and then. Kob.

jetz

16 years 4 months ago

Hi Kob, nice to meet you.

Forgive me for not responding sooner. I'm glad you enjoyed the poem. Can't say I expected anyone to respond in this fashion. I was in an odd mood at the time it was written. Glad it made you smile. We can't always take life too seriously. The picture is an Avitar I picked up some where on the net. I have a "wolf" fetish. As for the accent, well, I dare say mine would amuse you as well. I live in New England, and my accent reflects that very well....even closa to a New Yawka's accent.. Thank you for the poem you left. How sweet is that !!! I must look up some of your posts. again, thanks. Sue

Ink Dragon

16 years 5 months ago

Three cheers for overcoming writer's block, Jetz!

Good, honest, angry poem! I tripped up on the 4th line, something is not quite right with the flow there, but I can't really put my finger on it... Hope you will revisit and revise. And I enjoyed this rant :) Yours, ~Nina

jetz

16 years 4 months ago

Hi Nina,

Thanks for the read. Can't say the block has ended, but, I see a sliver of light at the end of the tunnel. It started out a poem about bimbos..and took off from there. If that needs translating..let me know. That forth line...I battled with a while. What I finished with, well, I apologize if it made you stumble, but, it says what I need it to say. Try googling; "suffer the fools." There are many variations of the expression, aside from the biblical one in the King James Bible 2 Corinthians, 11:19. My usage served it's purpose. I will not be changing it, but certainly thank you for your opinion. Hope you are well. Thanks, Sue

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