a poem on tallies

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tallies are odd,

with their two day-night meanings

one is used as a boast, a brag

a show of how the light of the game favors one of it's players over the other.

"i am winning!" scream the erasable ones.

funny how the permanent ones mumble out a count of days

a count of days that one has been bound like a wolf, though the tallies are the ones snarling and foaming at the mouth.

someone should keep track of all the tallies in the world

and use more tallies to tell which meaning the game favors

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