Everyone hates a captive ball
A free ball sounds more appetizing—
But I the one who takes the fall.
God not slightly compromising,
When he drained, he drained all…

You control the flipper,
Equaling my precarious life.
Oh! magician—you would embitter;
Do you love your precious wife?

Fostered in kickout hole,
Milky waves in orbit-
Trapped in life’s tantalizing vacuole.
“Sorry ma’m, unexpected shortage.”
Drowned amid sweet glycerol.
Her replay, inevitably, contorted.

She was always controlled by wrong wizards…
Sorry for pouring my mental blizzard.