Vowels
In “Words with Friends,” I want to howl
When playing while needing a vowel.
Unless I choose “Swap”
My chances will stop;
I might as well throw in the towel.
Yet sometimes I’m stuck with a glut
Of vowels – I have nothing but.
I’ve nowhere to go;
My points stay down low.
It’s obvious I’m in a rut.
We all know in gaming, of course,
There’s no room for bile or remorse.
We play what we get -
Rejoice or regret -
Then hop right back up on the horse.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2017
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