Game of Fools

How many times do I get to play pool 
with fools and toast a glass with the ghoul?
Or did my little dimple betray you, Jules? 

God may have created me a fine jewel 
with a divine smile but he made me no fool.
We can put on our shades and play cool 
but we all know I didn’t invent the rule.

I only roll with the whirlpool.
And I pity the foolishness of the fool 
to think me a fool when I only play fool 
to fool the fool who attempts to fool 
me in the game of fools.

Patience is all I need in this world so cruel 
before my wine spills and I loose my cool.
Before my wine spills and I loose my cool.


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