I Gambled My Car

We played rummy, and we played gin. I was doing well for the shape I’m in. We played in the car, we played in the house. Over my foot ran a strange little mouse. Why didn’t you get it? My husband asked me. I was too busy, as you can plainly see. I gambled my car and other things too. Husband got silent as he lost his good shoe. We were now playing poker, husband and me. We are ahead, I announced expectantly. I overbid. We lost our sweet house. So now it’s their problem, that strange little mouse.