Just A Game

They swaggered in orange oozing
An air of dismissive nonchalance
A dose of blue bluster
And a few parts valid vanity

But the cruel relentless avalanche
Dropped smothering heaps (in threes)
And a complete breakdown swirled
Into a blow-out of flooding tears

They’ll be labeled overconfident
As the obituaries are drafted
For discounting the nervy upstart
Who (with nothing to lose)
Played with merciless abandon
Trouncing the brash senseless

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