Getting Played

There is a game I like to play
I win 'bout half the time  
I dearly love to win this game
It feels quite sublime
But when I lose, I kick and scream
And throw my weight about
If you heard, I think you'd blush
At epithets I shout
The winner tries to placate
"I won this fair and square"
It makes me yell the louder
"How can you call this fair?
It's clear this game is broken
We need to change a rule"
Sometimes it is so easy to
Manipulate the fool
I've even become violent
To make my message clear
If they refuse to let me win
They need to live in fear
I continue to act badly
Until they leave in tears
Then I cross my arms and smirk
They won't be back for years