PercentagesA Poem by Daniel WintersWhy I'm bad at poker
You bet early
and I knew you got dealt something good. I had a two of spades and a five of diamonds but I called anyway. When that ace came up I knew you would bet high; but a six of clubs and a three of hearts came up too and I called before I could convince myself not to. A queen came on the turn. No help to no-one, but that didn't stop you from going all-in. I knew you would and I knew I shouldn't but sometimes you've got to believe in something more than blind luck.
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Added on June 9, 2011 Last Updated on September 7, 2011 AuthorDaniel WintersManchester, United KingdomAboutJust a quiet guy, who likes loud stuff. Im proud to be Out of Step more..Writing
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