A Simple Game

If I was stranded on an island

and I didn't know what to do

I would grab my card and play

It is something I can do everyday


Without those floppy cards

I would be bored day and night

I wouldn't know what to do anymore

I would lose my mind that's for sure


The flipping and turning of the cards

the numbers and the suits

all together make up many games

games, where I can use my brains


Without a simple card game

My mind would be empty

A game can fill my brain

and would keep me from going insane








This poem is about: 
Our world


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