Poker Face In the Rainbow Room
With rainbow and stout, and an Irish cold,
my vivid recollection — when to fold.
The smirk on green lips - a whip.
Sure knowledge of luck in grip,
as leprechaun laid down his hand of gold.
2/27/2021
Contest: LIMERICKS in honor of St. Patrick's Day
Sponsor: L. Milton Hankins
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