Rock, Paper, Scissors

[couchgrouch]

Rock, Paper, ScissorsBilly and Joseph were friends, who grew up on the same streetthey'd do rock, paper, scissors, when they disagreedand one lazy weekend, when they were playing ballthey saw Jodi on her stone steps, cutting paper dollswell, Billy chose paper, and Joseph chose rockBilly started smilin', and wandered over to talkJoseph watched from the corner, as two friends became threeall they did from that day on, marched into memorythere's choices and inner voicesand either winning or losingsometimes folks ask themselvesif it's them or something elsethat really does the choosingright out of high school, Bill and Jodi wedthen Bill and Joseph signed up, as police cadetstime passed and they wound up partners, in the local precinctthey mostly cuffed drivers, who'd had too much to drinkthen one day a tourist, fell asleep and hit a treefuel leaking on the blacktop, someone hadda pull him freewell, rock always beats scissors, and Billy lost that daybut he was brave and stubborn, and rushed in anywaythere's choices and inner voicesand either winning or losingsometimes folks ask themselvesif it's them or something elsethat really does the choosingit took Joseph's new partner, years to get closecos between them on calls, was a stubborn ghostand some mourners leave roses, by their loved one's bonesbut Jodi leaves dolls of paper, by poor Billy's stoneO there's choices and inner voicesand either winning or losingsometimes folks ask themselvesif it's them or something elsethat really does the choosing(c)2005 Robert George