Spoons

Spoons

©2002 by Bud Lemire

It's frustrating to know, when trying to get four

Grabbing for spoons, when your hand is so sore

I had it I'm sure, but someone grabbed it from me

It would be much better, if it was in a cup of tea

When those cards go around, and I'm looking for threes

And I look on the table, and it's no spoons I sees

I get another letter, of a game I will lose

Because of a spoon, that I didn't choose

You have to be alert, and watch the cards and the table

And grab very fast, and get a spoon if you're able

Those spoons will be dancing, and cards will be flying

While you're grabbing to win, that's the best that you're trying

With eyes once again, on the cards that are on hand

The motions of all, to see where the spoons will land

Oh darn! It's me who couldn't get a spoon

I was trying to get four cards alike, it ended too soon

Whether I win or I lose, it's a fun game to play

With the people involved, on this special day

It was a time to enjoy, for everyone there

But it would be much better, if there was a spoon to spare

Spoons was a family game that my family played. It was a

lot of fun playing. When someone went out, they grabbed a

spoon. You had to grab it as soon as you saw them grab it.

But they were always short one spoon, so that the last person

didn't get one.