Ace Up My Sleeve
(This is a fictional poem)
One day I was cheating at poker and I got caught.
When I saw them get the branding iron, it sure looked hot.
They branded my balls before I could leave.
I seriously regretted hiding that ace up my sleeve.
Copyright © Randy Johnson | Year Posted 2007
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