Seeing a clear chance, he went for the win,
Pumping his fist with a satisfying grin.
It felt so good, since she usually won,
Soon realizing, however, it would be only short-lived fun.
He looked at her and let out a dissatisfying groan,
Tonight, he knew, he’d be sleeping alone.
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