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POKER HONTAS

POKER HONTAS

I'm hopeless at poker and each time I play,
I end up by losing another week's pay.
But this time it's different, my bad luck just fades,
I look at my hand and I see I've five spades!

I win that hand easily, get myself steady,
My luck must be in, so for winning I'M READY.
Next hand is a beauty, four aces, one queen
But the game has been rigged, like a Hollywood scene.

The cards were all dealt from the foot of the pack,
The dealer stays in, showing pair of red jacks.
I reach for the pot, but to my great surprise,
The dealer has FIVE jacks - I yell "Damn your eyes!"

He pulls out a pistol, says "Listen here, boy,
You've just been unlucky, this gun ain't no toy.
Better not cause a fuss, don't upset the company."
I swung at his nose and then they all jumped on me.

Thrown out of the card game, lying dazed in the street,
Swearing awful revenge on that gun-toting cheat
But I'm back the next week for some more of the same,
Lost the lot to five aces; but, hey, what a game!

About This Poem

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

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Country/Region: GBR

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Tam the Chanter

Tam the Chanter

14 years 2 months ago

POKER HONTAS

Glad you enjoyed it, Lonnie, my pleasure is your laughter.
Thanks for the kind words
Ian

Tam the Chanter

Tam the Chanter

14 years 2 months ago

POKER HONTAS

Anna, your input means a lot to me, I am so glad you enjoyed the write. I probably see the character as a dim-witted ,soft-hearted labrador.

love

Ian

S

scribbler

14 years 2 months ago

hello

That's what you get for not using Your fifth ace lol. A very entertaining and smooth poem..........scribbler

M

magics02

14 years 2 months ago

I really enjoyed

I played this poker game out in my visionary this morning as I was reading your poem Tam and this is really a nice poetic write. . A couple of lines could be shortened up in syllable count, but overall I had fun reading this and most of all the story gave me a great vision. You go beat that game today:)

PS I love to play poker too!

Blessings
Mona

Tam the Chanter

Tam the Chanter

14 years 2 months ago

poker

Thanks, Mona, glad you liked it. The syllable thing is probably a dialect interpretation, your Southern drawl and myflattened vowels. Thanks for taking the time to write, take care
love

Ian xx

Tam the Chanter

Tam the Chanter

14 years 2 months ago

dogged determination

Dogs shouldn't play poker, because,
They can't hold their cards in their paws;
Even smart, cocky terriers
Would fall on their derriers
If they tried to play hands in their jaws.

Love
Ian xx

Tam the Chanter

Tam the Chanter

14 years 2 months ago

Captain Smith

Was Rolfe captain Smith ?
Did he give her fever?
Did her daddy try to kill him?
Is her grave at the end of Gravesend?

Regards
Ian

Tam the Chanter

Tam the Chanter

14 years 2 months ago

Ice Cream

And I suppose that Wallsend isn't the end of a wall but the ruin of an ice-cream factory

Ian