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It’s a game and I’m the prize,
they all have to compete for my heart
and not for what’s in my pants.
The Hunger Games,
but they’re hungry for me.
Some have the most gorgeous words,
some only see the the bed as our end goal,
and only one wants to give me the world.
They lose their places after a few exchanges,
but the alphabet continues until there's a winner,
until they're worthy of me.
Down the list I go
in hopes to find a match
one that’ll last.
How hard can it be?
I have the whole alphabet to go through
and a roster full of candidates to see
who wins me.
About the Creator
Angel Adagio
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