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Dave Gledhill
Poems
Dec 2013
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They all said it was risky,
cos the stakes were too high.
But I'd drank all the whiskey
and my sense had run dry.
So I sat down in earnest
and she pulled up a chair.
The place was a furnace,
as she swept back her hair.
Well we called for a dealer
and counted out chips.
Then we ordered tequila,
as her tongue traced her lips.
So we started out betting,
till the game was ablaze.
I confess I was sweating,
as the cards hit the baize.
Well I studied the table
and covered my grin.
Cos I knew I'd be able,
to play big and win.
I raised her bets higher
and gave no reprieve.
Until the light of the fire,
caught the ace up her sleeve.
As soon as I spied it,
I tried to withdraw.
She took no pains to hide it,
or the guard on the door.
I felt instantly older
and shuddered with cold,
when a hand gripped my shoulder,
I heard 'All-In or Fold.'
Written by
Dave Gledhill
45/M/Yorkshire
(45/M/Yorkshire)
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