Buddy was blunt as a backwards axe
Swung in the wrong damn way.
Feelings, assumptions,
Say what you really mean.
Answers that cost not pay.
Every word now
Makes another step
Now every damn movement
Is another move to regret.
No damn way to win now
It’s winner loser draw.
Maybe you missed the sign at the door
Said “No one wins at all”
You can bet, you bet
Risk that winning effect
Where the stars align for you
Ain’t nothin’ you cannot do
And now you in the Stew.
Feelin’ like you’re food
Baked or mashed?
You choose.
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