Death Dealt Poem by Ima Ryma

Wild Bill Hickok went on a break
From Deadwood law and order flair.
He anteed up a poker stake,
Taking the only empty chair,
Exposing his back to the crowd.
But, he chose to look at the wall,
Just for the short time he allowed.
Fate brought Jack 'Crooked Nose' McCall
Into the saloon. He saw Bill,
And slowly snuck up from behind,
Pulling out his colt for the kill,
While Bill had poker on his mind.

Wild Bill had aces and eights, and
Since, it's been called the dead man's hand.