Two Shooter

Written by: Mitch White

I'll tell you this first, guns are my curse
I was dealt Ace's and watched all their faces
Looked around and called all in
Everyone folded, but Buckshot just grinned 

He moved up his stack, with a loud crack
I just love playing a maniac
I drew two cards to make him think
He drew one card and took a drink

I reached for my boot, got my Two Shooter
Buckshot flipped over his eight outer
My Ace's won, as he went for his gun
I told him "Son, you make winning fun"

I filled my boot with money as Buckshot stood up
Could have been any outcome with my sad luck
He yelled "Eat lead you no good low down cheat"
I shot him dead with that Two Shooter in my sleeve