The Grand Game Poem by Martin Byrne
The Grand Game
From the beginning
I had my doubts.
My genius intentions
I wanted to shout
From the top of a mountain.
And to bring you along
Lovingly and inviting
But it’s still just a game.
Well you can plug your controller
Straight into my brain
Even with all that control
I will fail you
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