Jankenpo
Scissors, paper, rock.
This damn game never stops.
Speak with a lisp,
Then make a fist,
Then something on me drops.
…
I've had it with this game.
But from scissors, won't refrain.
Tried to read clues,
Again I lose,
And once more in a world of pain.
…
Rock and scissors, paper.
They want another wager.
But…
No I won't play,
I run away,
And yell "won't see you later!"
…
So back to this galumphing.
Against monsters I am punching.
Simple routine,
But not obscene,
I'm fine with platform jumping.