Playing Blackjack With the Devil
He lay awaiting spraying cards
Beckoning with his forked tongue
Come here my son lay down your guard
Bet what you like it is only for fun
I started with a bet so small
A face arriving right at my door
The second led only to reveal
An ace of spades I had won my deal
This seems so easy it cant be true
I lay a bigger bet knowing it is due
Alas there came another Jack
He smiled at me as the devil played back
You have won again now bet it hard
You know you can beat me without any cards
Ride your luck as I did against God
And see where it takes so now bet hard
I lay the rest of all I had
Only to find the cards went bad
A five of diamonds shot out loud
Followed by the Queen as she did frown
His card was showing a souless ace
Asking for insurance I felt his embrace
I declined and waited to see with praise
He smiled as the card flopped over ..... a face
Thank you my son for your donation
Once again? He asked with quotation
I told him I have nothing more
He said dont lie you have your soul
If you win this you will be free
With all the riches and endless glee
I will even show you both cards
Double exposure for my disregard
I agreed and bet my soul
He lay both cards for the endless goal
His smile turned to laughter as he knew
His ace in the hole was on its way through
It dropped and so did my soul
I felt it pull out of my body whole
I lay in his chamber with all the rest
As I saw God next me in distress
For even he had bet his best
And lost to the one that he threw to the mess
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