I can smoke out a bluff
Like a fart in the wind.
Still, I've been branded a hapless boozer
But, don't bet against me
at my poker table
or you'll be the begger,
not the chooser.
I don't need a full house
Just a full bottle of Gin
When your face turns
from pale to flush,
and you tuck your shirt tail
too tightly in.
You know this poker reptile'a
gonna slither on over and sink
fangs
into virgin skin.
hearing the sweet,
life affirming music to my ears,,,,
of" There's a card game,
who wants in"?
I might get a little high but keep
a watchful eye.
while i wait for the
spirits to kick in..
Third times charmed
for a card sharp boozer to win.,
and win big
A power up high
much greater than I
watches over my best interests
We must be some kind of kin.
They're my land, my sea and air supply
when your full house comes up
against my four of a kind.
When my sweetie's outta town
And my sport's book
starts runnin thin.
I''ll give you an out
Offer up a departing shot of
some of my finest imported Gin.
Enjoy your drink
then best you turn around, walk out
keep the band tightly wound
around your money clip sack
Or I'll swoop in like a vulture,
and lower your stack
When a card game
heats up behind the curtain in back.
I won't need a full house,
just a full bottle of Gin
Word to the wise
best you cash out,
before you get your unlucky cards
and go all the way in..
Cuz, third times charmed
for this double down chooser
Third times charmed
for this two time loser
Third times charmed
for this good times
blues man to win
and win big.
Buddy Bee Anthony
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Re-edited 12/16/2022 @ 7:21 PM Pacific Standard Time