Crying game

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Crying game

Your crying game,
what's the aim?

Is it shame?
Am I always to blame.

You claim an old flame
with no name, in the frame.

I came to explain,
counterclaim.

It's always the same,
are you game?

My new table

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My new table

This table I am looking at
Is four by two, and very flat.
It's green baize cloth is not wipe clean,
Impossible to get a sheen,
And all the way around the edge
Is like a cushioned little ledge.
On the corners, up the sides
Are pockets, where my dropped food hides.
I'm snookered as to what to do
With it. Are you?
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