Nights of the Round Table
his name is Arthur
he is the king
friends and foes
rolled up sleeves gathering
two of a kind
or a simple straight
hide your eyes
make them wait
call their bluff
bet too high
every **** week
the days pass by
you can't stand
to stay away
flick the chips
more work than play
a shot of milk
you force a grin
sweat runs down
you wipe your chin
I'll see your 5
and raise you 10
drop your shades
over and over again
the bell has rung
your wife has said
it's time for you boys
to get to bed
you and your sons
stuffed with cake
tomorrow you'll wake up
with a bellyache
but you wouldn't miss
be it truth or fable
a week with the boys
nights of the round table
Gomer LePoet...
Aug 21, 2013
Aug 21, 2013 at 12:12 PM UTC
Nights of the Round Table
his name is Arthur
he is the king
friends and foes
rolled up sleeves gathering
two of a kind
or a simple straight
hide your eyes
make them wait
call their bluff
bet too high
every **** week
the days pass by
you can't stand
to stay away
flick the chips
more work than play
a shot of milk
you force a grin
sweat runs down
you wipe your chin
I'll see your 5
and raise you 10
drop your shades
over and over again
the bell has rung
your wife has said
it's time for you boys
to get to bed
you and your sons
stuffed with cake
tomorrow you'll wake up
with a bellyache
but you wouldn't miss
be it truth or fable
a week with the boys
nights of the round table
Gomer LePoet...
you wouldn't pass on a night with the boys
