Texas Ho-Ho-Holdem
When Santa played poker with Grinch
He knew that if he gave an inch
The vile Grinch-like mind
Thinks one of a kind
A card hand that wins in a pinch
Though Santa was quick on his feet
None of his elves were deadbeat cheats
Grinch yelled, “Sakes alive
I win with a five.”
So Santa got up from his seat
And said, “Grinchy, though you’re my friend,
This card game has come to an end.
Coz no five of hearts,
Nor your lack of heart,
Are prized hands, even in pretend.”
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