Rainy Day Cards

His name's John, but they call him Jack.
The boy's got gamblin' in his veins.
He cowboys and don't give no slack,
But he plays poker when it rains.

The other thing that's on his mind
Is women, whether tall or short.
He just loves 'em all - either kind,
And it don't matter if he ort.

One dreary day not long ago
The rain brought them both together.
She was dealin' in El Paso,
And he loved the rainy weather.

"Young beauty deal them cards," he said.
"Today I aim to do two things -
Take your money then you to bed
Before that big red rooster sings."

Well, she was buxom as they say -
Had her two top buttons open.
His eyes wandered up there to stay,
Just lookin' around and hopin'.

He was lookin' she was dealin'
From the bottom, top and middle.
Took the money he was pealin' -
Didn't even leave a little

He woke up as the rooster crowed,
Lazily gazed at all she had.
Said he admired all that she showed -
Then smiled,"One out of two ain't bad."

6/27/2017
For contest Form R for Broken Wings
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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