Many voices speaking

Only some worth hearing

Peanut gallery and gaggle

As lil gems roll

Across the table

Scent of paint and snacks

Sound of monster attacks

Crinkle wrappers

“Oh snaps!”

Gold and chocolate trading hands

And dwarven rhymes exchanged

A Scottish orc and party play

For rings of yu-an-ti

And at the end I am exhausted

Consistently at odds

With children after school

A DM to would-be Gods