On that Fateful Night,
Playing Party Poker Fish,
I met a lovely lady,
Much nicer than could wish
Veneno loves the suckout,
Coming from behind,
But masked in the Poison,
Is a great Poker Mind
Sexy and Defiant,
Fiery as can be,
What is one to do,
When her spell is cast on thee?
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
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First post in 17 days, and this is what you come up with? (Lol... )
For serious, though. It seems like whoever wrote that poem is literate.
Very nice.
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