PokerA Poem by Patrick McCombs
You toss your coat on the floor
The heat is escaping rapidly You slam shut the door You look over at me I'm sitting in the armchair You're smiling a feline smile It's too much to bear We havn't done this in a while You pull out a deck of cards from your pocket You deal out a hand Your eye whirls in its socket You know something that I will never understand My hand is total s**t You lay down four aces A leap back a bit You start making faces I pull out my phone I call up that little pizza place Tonight we're eating out at home Theres that smile on your face And we continue playing way into the night © 2013 Patrick McCombs |
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Added on June 6, 2013 Last Updated on June 6, 2013 Author
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