Title: Trickster

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Poem

Instructions


The game of the senses is teasing.
Playing tricks on the mind is pleasing.
Watch as the crowd is amazed.
And the performance was highly praised.

 

The sand now forms a hard game.


And if the stars are not in the game.


The game of the spheres, and i.


The game of the body and mind.


The game of the sexes is a charade.


None of the above



The game of the senses is teasing.


Isn’t that, for us, the cruel game of life.


And the heart, in the middle of its game.


And the children of your game.


And we're all just pawns in this game.


None of the above



And in performance so well was glazed.


The performance of our duties to be raised.


The performance, by a wide majority, raised.


I’m not well, my performance is crazed.


A performance, a speech, like crazed.


None of the above



And by your performance, which left me dazed.


The lion in the ruthless performance glazed.


In a performance all glazed.


In performance as in promise, is glazed.


And for their performance was highly praised.


None of the above



town


star


tan lines


audience went wild


stuttering


None of the above