Poker Blues

[Legion III]

The cards were shuffled, and then were dealt. If there were poker gods, you’d see me knelt

I looked around the table to see all the faces, an attempt to divine if any had the aces

I felt in my heart and I felt in my soul the cards that I held were next to being gold

First comes the flop, the turn, then the river. I still felt I had it and hid a little quiver

But when the guy revealed the straight I knew winning this hand was not my fate

When I went in the pot I knew I had odds and when I came out I knew I’d been robbed

I know I can’t win ‘em all; sometimes I must lose but that doesn’t keep me from havin’ these poker blues

[BUILDMO]

the occassional suck out does occur -
but when you have the best hand and the BS starts, stay focused and stay staight.
Get more agressive on the good starting hands and push the BS aside.
You will win in the long run.

[Jonathank]

nice poem buildmo

[BUILDMO]

I had no intention of writing a rhyme
I stick to the tables most of the time
So come sit with me and you will see
This poem is a diversion for you to give me
MONEY