Jack High Ace lowA Poem by MoriartyMesa
The cards are shuffled, split, than shuffled and the deal hands the cards over,
"Cut", Where ever you cut, no matter the count out of fifty two, you must guess, split at 32 or 16, does it really matter? Peer left, now make a small glance right. Six players, one dealer, I love my odds. © 2015 MoriartyMesaReviews
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2 Reviews Added on March 8, 2015 Last Updated on March 8, 2015 AuthorMoriartyMesaGONZOLAND!!!!!!!!!!!!, CAAboutI am back! And in the word's of someone i met at a bus station. I cant remember. more..Writing
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