"Let's play monopoly"
Comes the rallying cry
Everyone gathers round the table
Ready to win (or die)
It starts off pretty friendly
Just some groping for the car
Eventually everyone has their piece
No one had the iron bar
Roads are bought quite quickly
Some are transferred between
Houses are built around the place
Who'll win remains to be seen
Suddenly it turns brutal
Two players left at the board
Both determined to win, until...
They land somewhere they can't afford
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Why is it that Monopoly always seems to turn ugly? I like this poem, you capture the game. Thanks for the fun read.
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