A Game Of Poker

A deck of cards, and I think of the game poker

An ace is a joker
Or a choker
In the game of poker
You can win from behind
With five, four or three of a kind

Never be in a rush
To dish out a flush
When you do, rub it in a a blush

This game of poker, I love so much
Every card and every single touch
Winners, beginners, high shakers and losers

poem by Sylvia Chidi
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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