YOUR MOVE!
Each time I've championed our success,
I led the quest; you followed,
But that is half a victory,
My trophy, wreath of laurels,
Leaves no votive on your head.
.....Your move…
Each time I’ve cleared a way for you,
But never knew, your troubles,
My love has let your heart forget,
It’s wit, though courtesy,
May vouchsafe it isn't dead.
.....Your move…
FIN
BIGDADDY BLUES
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