The Joker Takes a Deuce

The Joker Takes a Deuce

The Joker couldn’t get a draw, the deck was getting colder,

He’d lost this hand even though he’d split, and the Jack was at his shoulder.

The Joker still had some games to play, but his bets were looking grim,

His chips were scattered far too wide, he needed another pot to skim.

The Joker tried to hide some cards, he’d tried to play a fade,

But the cards were the ones he’d dealt; he had to play them as they laid.

The Joker was stuck at the table, soon he would see the Jack’s face,

He’d thought he was a high card, but he was just a Joker, never been an ace.

The Joker wanted to lay off, but his credit was too low,

No bankers would now touch him, it was time for him to show.

The Joker could feel the eyes upon him, his neck was in a noose,

The call was made, and when his cards were laid, the Joker dropped a deuce.

The Joker had tried to beat the house, but he couldn’t match the pot,

The hands were drawn already, and the Jack was getting hot.

The dealer was watching every move, The Joker was acting shady,

But the game had already closed - he’d lost this one to the Lady.

Cliff Lake 5/9/2023

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