Two Shooter

I'll tell you this first, guns are my curse I was dealt Ace's and watched all their faces Looked around and called all in Everyone folded, but Buckshot just grinned He moved up his stack, with a loud crack I just love playing a maniac I drew two cards to make him think He drew one card and took a drink I reached for my boot, got my Two Shooter Buckshot flipped over his eight outer My Ace's won, as he went for his gun I told him "Son, you make winning fun" I filled my boot with money as Buckshot stood up Could have been any outcome with my sad luck He yelled "Eat lead you no good low down cheat" I shot him dead with that Two Shooter in my sleeve