Monday, February 18, 2008

Bad Beat

A man I met deceived with guise
To trap a famed apache he planned
And city decriminalize

Beginner playing for a prize
Beating—out playing methods banned
Captures other players’ surprise

Final table he makes and buys
In the lead with a “Dead Man’s hand”
Staring straight with unblinking lies

First player checks with beady eyes
The second makes the pot expand
Then tells the third his plans devise

Man unwilling to compromise
Refused the Parisian demand
And unwound the dealer’s demise

The killers loss, the hand despise
And the members display their brand
Others stand and a pistol cries
Money, commotion, then he dies

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