I posted this on Julie's site a while back, so I decided to post it here as well.
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Come and play a game with me,
A game to test your soul;
Those too strong will not be harmed,
The weak ones lose control.

I put a stack of monetary bills
Here upon my hand,
Stab the bills but not myself,
Isn't life just grand?

Your turn now! Just stab the cash;
Take two bills or more.
See how easy it is right now?
That is how you score.

My turn now, the knife goes in;
Not a drop of blood!
Now your anger's coming out,
Roaring like a flood.

Harder now, the game goes on,
Your turn yet again.
Will you become rich and famed,
Or will you feel the pain?

Wait! What's this? Your arm's gone mad!
It pushes, full of might;
It wants all the money and a taste of your blood;
It really wants to fight!

This game has now revealed your soul!
You've shown me all your greed!
You dare to thrust the knife at me?
FOOL! Your heart will bleed!

The Shadow Games revealed your greed,
Your weakness, my device!
The "Penalty Game" decides your fate;
Illusion of Avarice!

You fell into my trap, you say?
I'm hurt you think I'd cheat!
You challenge then insult me
And you think I can be beat?

The simple options were direct:
Forfeit or be harmed!
You should have thought of that before
You picked on the "weak" and "unarmed"!

What is life without poetry and adventure?
"Little sister" is just another way of saying "Guardian Angel"!
We do not stop playing because we grow ol

What is life without poetry and adventure?
"Little sister" is just another way of saying "Guardian Angel"!
We do not stop playing because we grow ol