A battle of wits
Is simply the pits
We argue and wind up ignoring
You think you’re right,
I say goodnight
I try to sleep, but here you are, snoring

So I give you a nudge,
But you don’t budge
And you wonder why I’m such a grouch
I climb out of bed,
Shaking my head
Go downstairs to sleep on the couch

Another night wasted,
Perhaps it’s lambasted
Imagine how we’d be if we’d listen
To what’s being said,
Instead lightly, we tread
Neither divulging admission

So silly are we,
To continue to be
Apart, when we should be as one
No more battle of wits,
Over stupid old shit
Let’s both say we’re right, and be done!

November 2020 Writing Prompts – A battle of wits

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