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“I’m all in,” the gambler grinned, and Pushed his chips toward the center of the table. “Been playin’ hard, finally pulled the card, You can call if you are able. It’s all or nothing, - final *** Call me.  Show me what you got. C’mon Man, you hesitatin’ ? Take your time, I’ll sit here waitin’. C’mon MAN, you think I’m BLUFFIN’? Think I’m sittin’ here with NOTHIN’? C’MON MAN!  Let’s GET THIS DONE! DON’T ACT LIKE YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE WITH MORE THAN POKER ON THE LINE FOLD or CALL ME, EITHER’s FINE! But don’t just sit and stare at me, And make your judgement silently I need to win.  I want it all, For God’s sake, Man, please fold or call The silent Man called.   “Son, Life’s a gamble and she’s dealt us all some bitter hands. So when you been ‘round long as me You begin to understand Don’t matter if you win this time Eventually you’ll lose The stakes keep getting bigger, and Some day you’ll have to choose Between losin’ everything you got And keepin’ something dear And another thing I’ll wager, Son, that you don’t want to hear Is while the *** keeps getting bigger, the odds get longer too Sometime soon old lady luck will turn her back on you.” The Silent Man laid his cards on the table. “Each day’s a brand new poker hand Some you win, and some you bluff, Now you show me what YOU have, We’ll see if it’s enough.” PwL, March 29, 2016
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Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 12:41 AM UTC
The Card Game
“I’m all in,” the gambler grinned, and Pushed his chips toward the center of the table. “Been playin’ hard, finally pulled the card, You can call if you are able. It’s all or nothing, - final *** Call me.  Show me what you got. C’mon Man, you hesitatin’ ? Take your time, I’ll sit here waitin’. C’mon MAN, you think I’m BLUFFIN’? Think I’m sittin’ here with NOTHIN’? C’MON MAN!  Let’s GET THIS DONE! DON’T ACT LIKE YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE WITH MORE THAN POKER ON THE LINE FOLD or CALL ME, EITHER’s FINE! But don’t just sit and stare at me, And make your judgement silently I need to win.  I want it all, For God’s sake, Man, please fold or call The silent Man called.   “Son, Life’s a gamble and she’s dealt us all some bitter hands. So when you been ‘round long as me You begin to understand Don’t matter if you win this time Eventually you’ll lose The stakes keep getting bigger, and Some day you’ll have to choose Between losin’ everything you got And keepin’ something dear And another thing I’ll wager, Son, that you don’t want to hear Is while the *** keeps getting bigger, the odds get longer too Sometime soon old lady luck will turn her back on you.” The Silent Man laid his cards on the table. “Each day’s a brand new poker hand Some you win, and some you bluff, Now you show me what YOU have, We’ll see if it’s enough.” PwL, March 29, 2016
Wanted to call this the Gambler, but Kenny Rogers beat me to that.  Thought about the Silent Man, but John Wayne beat me to that.  :-)
phil-lindsey
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Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 12:41 AM UTC
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