The little Prince of Persia
Who's purpose is to depurse ya,
Dispersing suits, clock off time city worker,
Mark your card, inertia.
He's no mathematician or magician
But give him a dynamoment to take you to the cleaners,
cause this one's mean a!
Hellbent on humiliation he'll reverend run you to the station.
He's counting cards, counting on ya till your seeing stars, K.O, ringside seat whilst you get parred, po, poker face he'll drive you gaga!
So Loay and behold he might not be honourable, but he's willing and able to bring the last supper to this table.
He's not called Jack but he's a joker, in guise he tries to choke ya, draw the ace but it won't help ya,
cause you're a disgraced King
and you've just been usurped sir,
by that little Prince of Persia.
I've met some characters this year and this is in homage to one of those. Loay the little Iranian hustler who couldn't be without a deck of cards in his hand despite being under constant threat of expulsion for gambling in college. But like every true poker player he took that risk, alas his luck did run out. After failing his exams and his semi devout Dad finding out about said gambling he got sent back to the "homeland" and nobody's seen him all summer or since. Either way, this kid had a gift and despite that economics qualification not going to plan I'm sure that we'll all be seeing him in a world poker tournament or heading some pyramid scheme in the near future. :) I'm sure he'll do well...well he better! cause the little **** still owes me 3 quid!
