Sunday, 22 March 2009

The Hand

Playing ‘poker’, he knew he would win.
Thinking how best to capitalize, he rubbed his chin.
“All in” he said, straining his mind.
Unfortunately, his competitor showed four-of-a-kind.
He was a gracious loser; fair was fair.
Besides, the only piece of clothing he had left to remove was his underwear.

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