Keeping Score
You say one, so I’ll do two
You might taste, but I will chew
Open a window, I’ll open the door
My strange system of keeping score
Have a sip, I’ll drink a cup
You say down, I say up
You have a penny, I have many
Take nineteen, I’ll get twenty
I feel superior, while you’re inferior
Cheating to your competing
I’ll get the body, give you the tip
Get a grip, it’s upmanship
The causation for my intimidation
My inflation and your damnation
The straw you drew, it’s me or you
Your stuff is old, while mine is new
Feeling pleasure because I’m better
I am rich and you’re a debtor
I always win, drink top shelf gin
You are out and I am in
My arrogance is without measure
Surround myself with loads of treasure
Diamonds, jewels, and lots of cash
Watching you take out the trash
But I cannot hide, from what’s inside
I’m like a groom without a bride
Being great doesn’t make me happy
Instead I’m always feeling crappy
I’m not the best at fixing things
Always busy pulling strings
Weaving my immortal thread
Planning things for when I’m dead
I’m afraid of reciprocity
Not much for generosity
Overbearing, lots of swearing
Keep away, I don’t like sharing
I have no friends as you can see
Everything depends on me
The little people are like sheeple
They are prey and I’m an eagle
I’m so great, and yet so lonely
Could my greatness, be in name only
Staring in my half full glass
I see a guy who’s full of gas
A windbag with a fragile ego
Preaching a ridiculous credo
Acting like a king or god
When deep inside I’m truly flawed
Please draw one, I’ll draw one too
Maybe we can share a brew
Keeping score is such a bore
Decided no! Not any more
- Never Say Never - November 20, 2023
- Imprisonment - November 14, 2023
- The Tangled Forest - October 30, 2023







A fun rhyme and enjoyable read. To be honest, I think you are great, Ralph. 🙂
Clever write Ralph, yes competition is so pointless and ego driven, we soon learn the fallacy of it and certainly it doesn’t make us happy. Nicely penned and enjoyed.
The rhythm and flow of this was great, Ralph, and I enjoyed the subject. We may all excel at certain things but there are always others better than us at others. If we think we are the best at something, odds are that we aren’t that anyway.
Arrogance doesnt get you anywhere at all. Like john said there are very very few things, if any, that we can say we are the best at, no doubt. Money cannot buy happiness either. Nice rhyme, fast paced and flowing. Good work Ralph.