Dr. Seuss, Upon Realizing He Has Been Played
A Poem by Brigid Cooley
I have burned the letters,
deleted the pictures.
Returned the sweaters,
washed your name off my lips.
I am getting better.
Loose lips sink ships, they say.
If you're going to lie, check your bases.
I wasn't born yesterday;
I won't hide the truth in dark and lonely places.
I played with fire,
of course I got burned.
I picked myself up,
and there were lessons I learned.
Take out the trash, sooner rather than later;
You've got to learn to play the game if you're dealing with a player.
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