A fever now rages in this 'n other lands,
Gamblers shufflin ‘n dealin...endless hands,
“Texas Hold-Em” is what they yearn,
“Takes a lifetime to master 'n only minutes to learn”,
Some sit in smokey casinos,
some stare at a flickering screen,
They lust for that fickle friend...'Long-Green”,
All long to be winners but mostly they’ll lose,
“Damn! You sucked-out at the river,
now pour me some more booze! ”
Lucky ones stay, while some come and go,
Some cross arid deserts or great mountains of snow,
Lured by glitz & glitter of Las Vegas town,
Snake-tongued front-men taunt unsuspecting suckers,
'Ya'll Come-on-down! ”
Like others before, will this fad finally pass?
Will poker-widows’ put an end to hubbies losing their ass?
“Ah, what-the-hell, just one more hand”,
They tell the dealer with and wink and grin,
“Pocket aces? ”
“Oh my! ! ...Er, Uh...I’m All-in! ”
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Well, I'm no poker-player but I've still enjoyed joining you at the table, Ray. Vivid, and alive, a very easy, enjoyable read. Regards.