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When you lose a game that’s easier to win,
When the underdogs wipe off your foolish grin,
You wish that you possessed a thicker skin,
But have to take it staunchly on the chin.
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The doubts about reality begin,
The line ‘twixt black and white grows pencil thin,
The punishment, it seems, outweighs the sin –
Sometimes it’s hard to take it on the chin.
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The gutter ball has sailed past every pin
And dreams of gold have turned to rusty tin
By one false bounce that ricocheted off shin.
What else to do but take it on the chin?