Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Poem #89

I don't remember how to play
this silly game I'm in.
Nonetheless, I'll find my way
so someday I may win.

Beth brought me along that night as an interloper on a dungeon crawl. It had been years since I last played D&D, and I never really did quite get the hang of it. The reference to winning is a sly little joke, given the nature of the game.

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