I'm takin' a trip to Poker City.
Where the cards are hot, and
the girls are pretty.Where two
of a kind's a split, and where
twenty one is a jackpot hit..
I can roll the dice all night long.
Or play the slots while I'm
singin' my song.Next stop Poker
City! The train stops here, so
give a great big cheer.'All aboard'
said the engineer.We're headed
out West, so climb on board, and
be my guest.Yes! It's Poker City..
Where the cards are hot, and the
girls are pretty..
Poker Poetry By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 2010
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