Defeat ( A poem in lieu of not being able to be bothered to do Cleanliness Champions)

Put your money where your mouth is – a chip,

a bluff, a full house, a fold – and Play the Game

you wanted to play.

I’ll put my money where my mouth is and play

too – beginner’s luck, a full house, I’m all in.

I have a pack of cards: my aces and jokers and kings and

Jacks.

I’ll play all night with the damn things.

You know when it comes to that final stand,

There’s no way I can beat your hand.

I feel the agony of a familiar crush,

As I once again fail to play that flush;

Because you still have my Queen of Hearts.