Winning was never important to me
it’s the taking part that’s key,
but when I met you that all changed
playing scrabble makes you deranged.
You begin to sweat
I begin to fret
and when you lose we fall out,
you huff and puff and sometimes shout!
And even when it’s not a game,
you look at me like I’m to blame
when you are not at your best
even when its not a test.
It’s a good thing you are pretty
and I’m not petty
cause I let you win out of pity.