game and set

I’m wary of those too set in their ways
tolerance and curiosity my preference

I prefer to wear a red twin set
while watching my television set

I enjoy a few sets of tennis
and try not to get upset as I usually lose

dVerse, 44 words “set”

20 comments

  1. I’m so glad you set this poem on your WP blogsite! As I set here (HA! 😀 ), drinking tea from my tea set, Cooper is playing a tune on his drum set! 😛

    I played tennis in high school and college and loved it! And I love watching it live, or on TV!

    Keeping with the tennis-ness…you served us a winning poem! I love-love it! 🙂
    Thank you, Kate! 🙂
    HUGS!!! 🙂
    PS…that birdie in your photo is gorgeous! 🙂 (Ha! “birdie”…I just remembered that is a term used in golf and badminton! 😀 )

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    • lol it was the closest pic to a red twin set that I could find! Glad we’ve SETtled that 🙂
      I often think how difficult English must be as a second language when we use the one word in so many different contexts …

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    • Probably not, but therein lies the fun. It’s a game of “tag,” the language always staying just out of reach, zigging when we lunge, zagging when we try to anticipate its next move.

      English is so bloody impossible, you have to memorize it, bit-by-bit. There certainly are no rules, at least none that aren’t ignored half the time.

      Think about how we conjugate “to be.” I am, you are, she is…. Does any one of these sound even vaguely like “to be?”

      Utmost admiration for anyone who attempts it, whether a native speaker, or not!

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