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Words To a Blackjack Dealer


You gave me two picture cards.
Together, they’re twenty points.
Don’t you get twenty-one!

Robert Pettit for Twenty/Twenty contest by David Williams

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Black Eyed Susan

February 25, 2012 at 3:56 PM

I thought this was going to be for the didactic contest. anyway, you captured the fear and the anticipation very nicely :)

Russell Sivey

February 23, 2012 at 10:18 PM

Perfect! Perfect 20 syllables and a great entry into David's contest! I've played blackjack a little, and from what little I've played, I've actually won! Now if I really needed to win, I most certainly wouldn't win! How are you at blackjack? Good idea for the contest, i like it! Great Work!!

Robert Pettit

February 24, 2012 at 9:35 PM

I dealt the game in Atlantic City for over fourteen years. As Robert DeNiro said in "Casino", "...the players don't stand a chance...we're the only guaranteed winners. And in the end, we get it all".