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The Gamble
High stakes
Shuffle the deck
Cut it
Discard a card
Deal
Good cards
Bad card
There's a joker on the table
As you put out your big blind
Holding my queen of hearts tight
Pair of Aces feels right
Its gonna be a good night
First round called
Dealer flops the first three
No queen to be seen but your aces are still keen
Raise the stakes , this is becoming a fast race a the couple on the other side of the table folds and sits back could see its too risky and they'd rather relax and enjoy a nice whisky.
Dealer raises , but I call the shots invested while my scotch sits on melting rocks
Next flop , still no hand but damn if these aces were guns I could just kill a man ,
Raised ,
I've invested and too far in , looks like a full house , biting behind my lip then break the skin , I guess I could bluff by going all in and I know that I shouldn't but my pride won't stay in so fuck it .... flip the last cards , fingers crossed hoping for another ace that's been misplaced somewhere in the pack , Dealer finds the time to sip from his bottle , games changed gears and I'm going full throttle this shit gets hard but now it's time to turn our cards .... he is rocking 3 Queens , gets mean and I flip my pair of Aces I'm all out of Money, feeling disgraced as the Queen of hart's exits my hand to be put back in the deck and delt to another man , might as well enjoy the scotch that's been sitting , but the metallic taste of my blood ruins liquid mixed with waterd down ice that is no longer solid , so I walk home alone , to my empty bed . Stair at the pillow where she once rested her head .....
I'm so sorry
Shuffle the deck
Cut it
Discard a card
Deal
Good cards
Bad card
There's a joker on the table
As you put out your big blind
Holding my queen of hearts tight
Pair of Aces feels right
Its gonna be a good night
First round called
Dealer flops the first three
No queen to be seen but your aces are still keen
Raise the stakes , this is becoming a fast race a the couple on the other side of the table folds and sits back could see its too risky and they'd rather relax and enjoy a nice whisky.
Dealer raises , but I call the shots invested while my scotch sits on melting rocks
Next flop , still no hand but damn if these aces were guns I could just kill a man ,
Raised ,
I've invested and too far in , looks like a full house , biting behind my lip then break the skin , I guess I could bluff by going all in and I know that I shouldn't but my pride won't stay in so fuck it .... flip the last cards , fingers crossed hoping for another ace that's been misplaced somewhere in the pack , Dealer finds the time to sip from his bottle , games changed gears and I'm going full throttle this shit gets hard but now it's time to turn our cards .... he is rocking 3 Queens , gets mean and I flip my pair of Aces I'm all out of Money, feeling disgraced as the Queen of hart's exits my hand to be put back in the deck and delt to another man , might as well enjoy the scotch that's been sitting , but the metallic taste of my blood ruins liquid mixed with waterd down ice that is no longer solid , so I walk home alone , to my empty bed . Stair at the pillow where she once rested her head .....
I'm so sorry
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