Dealing Twenty Twenty One On the Table
There once was a place that was very entertaining
That used chance as a form of gaming
Inside the hall that was run by a deck of cards
There were rings featuring talent who wanted to be stars
On these ring’s perimeter the hearts and diamonds looked for clubs
Filled with spades flirting with the jewels needing a little love
If everything is dealt in their way
Giving the tables a colorful display
Staying in health the lady danced with herself
Watching the cards hit the Black Jack felt
A King followed by a Queen were the player’s draw
Showing promise not a hand that would be a flaw
Seconds passed the next card came
And the two gamblers had no one to blame
When the King was joined by an ace
Player one had a smile on his face
To accompany the Queen the Jack
Made player two settle back
First player denied the option for another card
Before signaling the cocktail waitress working the bar
Choosing ‘no’ player two did say
Waiting for his moment to get the pay
The player calculated right
When the dealer showed sixteen in this one on one fight
As the top card on the deck was revealed
Player two started to squeal
“It’s a five and my two pictures took a dive.”
When the attractive cocktail server emerged
Player two was ready to purge
“Can I get you something?” She asked with a smile.
“Something straight up, I am going to be here awhile,”
Player two replied returning to his seat encountering the luring aroma that was ever so sweet.
Copyright © Marc O'Brien | Year Posted 2020
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