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It’s Always a Gamble

What does the hapless old fool do holding two pair
Bluffing only himself feeling the cold stares
Watching the full boat rowing up the river
Gathering two by two plus one with the shivers

It’s his turn to bet looking through his rivals eyes
Looking to find his “tell” he shows when he lies
Both having it on the line they’re hardened like steel
When one of them wins the church bells will peal

Pushing all his chips forward the pot almost doubles
With winning this hand it’ll clear up his troubles
All in, he spoke quietly, relaxed and certain
Lights dimming, audience cursing, All in all It’s still last curtain

(off in the distance) Dong, Dong, Dong

© 2014 Michael Yost 07/03