We play cribbage
In the kitchen
You win the first round
I win the second
We don’t play to win
We play for cheeky little looks
While the other person shuffles
We play for trash talk in between
We stay downstairs
Where we know we’ll be safe
From the trouble we find upstairs
From the tempting call of another late night
We say things like
“We really shouldn’t do this”
We know it’s irresponsible
And yet we do it anyway
We’ve been hurt in the past
We’ve been hurt in the present
We’ve been hurt by one another
And yet we do it anyway
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