If Life Were A Game

Just in a mood this morning, so if you are offended by innuendo, don’t continue.

Woke with a thought
A desire to play
Probably be with me
Through the day.

If she were a game
My hands full of her
I’d have a full deal
And then I’d Poker.

My hands in her hair
I decide to pull or not
Maybe make her spin around
And play with her slot.

We’d play something for two
Probably with a card
The game we’d play easy
But it would still be hard.

So with balls on the table
I take out my stick
We’ll circle each other
But the problem we’ll lick.