You play your cards
Not knowing the deck
Playing in despair
Blinded by the specks
Pacing in the battle
Playing without chance
You look at the dealer
With an intimidating glance
Players winding down
The next on is a fold
The dealer is a bluff
That’s one thing you were told
Now it’s your turn
And you lay it all down
With a flush you won
No need for a frown
Just take your chips
From where you began
Shuffle the cards, deal
Then play again
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