Category Archives: Poker Poems

The Best Game in Town

There’s a rumor going round that the best game in town is by invitation only. They screen and You have to have cash and be willing to lose. They feed you and cater and keep your glass filled with booze … Continue reading

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It started as fun

It started as fun, just us four, nickels and dimes, we wouldn’t play for more. It took just a few hand. It all went up in smoke when Dave drew out and started to joke. The bet limit was off, … Continue reading

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Burning and turning

Burning and turning . . . Oh what a life! I thought when I grew up I might be a wife. Instead I stay up with the boys all night, dealing the cards until it’s daylight. If I could start … Continue reading

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The endless line

Where do they come from? The endless line. Waiting in the Queue ’til the end of time. They reach in their pockets for a chance to play. Matching wits and skills to survive the foray. They stack up their chips … Continue reading

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The pot limit blues

I’ve just won a Rolls, a diamond ring too, that Rolex in the pot will look great on you know who. I’ve made more in an hour than I’ve made in 5 years, the deck’s running over me and bringing … Continue reading

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The poker player’s lament

Oh, woe is me. I’ve been here for days. I was hog-tied and drug in and forced to stay. I’ve lost thousands at least, give or take a few. My banker will kill me. What shall I do? I make … Continue reading

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