Nothing in life's e'er guaranteed Borne of ink, on thin paper reeds, Spades may shatter Diamond skies; So in red or black, no tell, we'll show Playing hard, as this life proceeds.
Marked cards, Bad & Good, defined; Deeds shuffled, we love, we fight, we bleed. "Roll the die" Jokers laugh, "Let's owe nothing to Life!"
Dealing dirt hands, with want, not needs Flushed; Their greediness supersedes So let's choose our cards, best we know, stay true in Hearts; Letting go, where false relativity breeds nothing in life
A follow on, to my dearly departed Saloon girl. Hold'em Tight & Keep 'em Close (the original title) changed for something that rhymed with rondeau! :)