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Aug 2015
my no faced poker playing partner
her hands held so close to her chest
I don't see a bluff don't know if
she has a flush or a king
in the hole

Can't even read her when she lays down
a straight to her king
or has two pairs
to my one queen.

She antes and bids so calm
always, I guess I sometimes win,
but I know,
the odds are stacked way so far
against, me.
wordvango
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