Phil Soar

Gold Star - 49,936 Points (28.06.1952)

Cards On The Table - Poem by Phil Soar

My cards were on the table, but my hand was pretty poor
I'd gambled that she'd buckle, and I'd walk out of the door
But I had not imagined that she'd played this game before
She took my legs from under me, and I fell to the floor

My Jack was in my pocket and I'd aced the queen I thought
And then she played her master plan, and I was truly caught
She held her joker in her hand, and laid her hand face down
And when i turned them over, all that I could do was frown

Topic(s) of this poem: fun

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 10, 2015

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