tradition

here i go again, falling into the same trap.
it happens year after year, and seems more
lurid every time.  oh, how foolish.
sure enough, the bone snaps and i hear it well.
why must i torture myself like this?
i open my eyes and am not too pleased.
oh, how painful.  it had sounded bad to begin with,
i should have just watched it happen.
rather, i should have simply learned
that there's a tecnique involved
with such things.  I hate competing.
how could i have been so ignorant?
i realize now that there is no conceivable way to win,
when you wish the thanksgiving wishbone away.