Poem -
Hustled
When the cards were dealtÂ
I was distracted it seemsÂ
I got nightmaresÂ
They got dreamsÂ
My hand, it was more
Like a rotten old foot
Their doors were openedÂ
Mine were all shut
Their cards properly shuffledÂ
A right royal flush
My bird in the hand
But none in the bush
Their plain poker faces
I thought I could trust
They got blackjackÂ
But I'm shit or bust
Each one of themÂ
Had a card up their sleeve
I wore a tank top
Far too naive
When the cards were dealtÂ
I was distracted it seems
I got nightmaresÂ
They got dreamsÂ
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Comments
Wonderful poemÂ
Thank you very muchÂ
Youâre so welcome
Very well written. Great poem. Pinned x
wow , great poetry keep writing LindaÂ
Thanks so much everyone đ
Superb and so well written a real touch of poetry class read from beginning to its end.
Loved the way you wrote it with a bookended opening and closure message.
Full honours for writing and presenting your captivating poem.
And I wish you well.
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