Fishing for a Pair
Just a pair of hearts waiting.
I catch her eye from across the club.
She stands tall, unique and confident,
A queen in her own mind,
While I'm nothing more than a joker.
She doesn't seem to expect diamonds.
Why should I have to play the hand I'm dealt?
I'd rather go fish.
I wanted a small trout,
But I wrangled something much bigger.
Now I'm reeling in a prize-winning bass.
My friend Jack then tells me,
Take a chance, go all in.
You may be two-of-a-kind,
Maybe end up with a full house.
With my cheeks flush red,
I decide to throw my cards down-
Risk it all, go straight for it.
Maybe I'll hit the jackpot
In this game of chance.
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