KingofcardsA Poem by Pimpinella
The regiment of fifty-two
Stack inside the case
Each a solider
Armed with there pips
The rankings go from two to ace
With the royalty having a face
This platoon meets with others
As they form an army en masse
All loaded in a chute
Like troops in a plane
Shooting out one-by-one
As they are paired with another
The stakes are raised
The world leader’s stake there claims.
Others go neutral
They take there money and run
The soldiers try to complete the mission.
Odds are better when the reinforcements arrive
But around the turn they encounter The River
On where the mission is a fold.
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6 Reviews Added on April 2, 2008 Last Updated on January 28, 2009 AuthorPimpinellaRome, NYAboutHey there. I just came back from a long writing hiatus. I stopped writing because my magic got in the way. dont get me wrong magic is my life. youtube.com/magicbybrennan So i might be posting more th.. more..Writing
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