Short Baccarat Poems
Short Baccarat Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Baccarat by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Baccarat by length and keyword.
Just a nine
is all I need.
I have greed.
That will be fine.
I don't know
what's coming next.
I'm only betting to win!
Form:
craps,
blackjack,
baccarat,
the big six wheel,
roulette, poker, pai gow, Spanish blackjack.
These are the tables where you lose money.
In casinos
are where you
will find
them.
He is a bookies monkey,
A blackjack Joe,
A casino junkie,
A slot machine Moe,
He is a roulette Roger,
A double down Dave,
A betting shop lodger,
A gambling slave,
He is a baccarat Billy,
A poker sharp Pete,
A wily old Willie,
A Charlie cheat,
He is a high stakes Harry,
A dog track Dan,
A lotto Larry,
He is the gambling man
A baccarat player will just adore a natural nine.
No other hand in the game is so fine.
The worst he or she can do is tie.
That is the best card pair nobody can deny.
When any nine combination comes out of the shoe,
just sit back and relax. There’s nothing to do.
Baccarat is the card game James Bond would play.
From the first movie up to the modern day,
to win, double o’seven would always find a way.
I had a dream of us last night
A Nashville club, squeezed in so tight
Completely packed, the second floor
Against the rail, hot to the core
Country music, kickin' band
I took my place, where did I stand?
Behind you, moving unforeseen
So close, soooo close, no space between
Air so thick I couldn't breathe
No way though did I want to leave
A heady fragrance filled the room
I love your Baccarat perfume
You turned and sent a wink my way
What happened next here cannot say