Short Gambler Poems
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You know
You go
You try
You lie
All game
The same
Able
Table
Machine
Same scene
You bet
Regret
You choose
You lose
There once was a gambler named Mark
At cards he was somewhat a shark
he missed his cue
lost his juju
Now he sleeps in a public park
we once knew a gambler kevin
who preferred the number seven
you could count on his
numerical bliss
to raise it up to eleven.
The gambler was hard-up for cash
Didn’t get it, but instead got a rash
He worked up an inch
His stomach started to twitch
Money hungry, the man felled and crash
A high stakes gambler who lives in Marquette
is in Nevada alone and in debt
Now homeless in Reno
behind a casino
he craves just one more game of roulette
2/8/22
Gambler goes
Gambler comes
Fools in foul kicks!
-November 26, 2018 Chattogram
(Political Elections)
Let me not be hampered at all.
Allow every chip to fall
I am with spleen displayed
Utterly despaired with tempid tears
Soiled and disheveled,--A POST MARKED SOUL
Scarred
gambler
dangerous
rambling around
looking for a special someone to trust.
But even if he finds the right person
will he know her
or distrust
and stay
scarred
You can not win if you do not play.
Is what the gambler will always say.
One in a million.
A dollar will do.
To win it would be quite a coup.
For Susan Burch's limerick contest.
There once was a gambler named Peter
At poker he was known as a cheater
Hid cards behind his ear
Even put some up his rear
Till Dangerous Dan shot him with his heater
A big-time gambler in Santa Cruz
told his wife: Hey—what’s there to lose?
But she filed for divorce
when he picked the wrong horse
Now he’s left with an old pair of shoes.
2/6/22
Darling, my love for you will never die--
Just then, two shots rang out
She heard him cry
O! she groaned. Please don't go yet
He smiled, then went ~ but won the bet
There once was a gambler named Peter
At poker, he was known as a cheater
Hid cards behind his ear
Even put some up his rear
Till Dangerous Dan shot him with his heater
There once was a gambler named Peter
At poker he was known as a cheater
Hid cards behind his ear
Even put some up his rear
Till Dangerous Dan shot Peter with his heater
There once was a gambler called Heinz,
Who needed to pay off his fines;
The right numbers he got
For the lotto jackpot -
Alas all on different lines.
*My experience with the lottery last week
A gambler from Hong Kong named Louie.
He was dumb and quite a bit screwy.
In a gambling pad,
he lost all he had.
Today, he can’t afford chop suey.
Who says a limerick has to be Irish?
A downy clay near
fingertips. I ascend light
to meet darkness.
An ambush memory.
Remember your name ?
No, I don’t know me.
Gambler raises
the stakes to win his dirt
from golden nails.
Satish Verma
There once was a gambler named Peter
At poker he was known as a cheater
Hid cards behind his ear
Even put some up his rear
Till Dangerous Dan shot him with his heater
© Jack Ellison 2015
there was a woodsman that lived in rosewood
approached a nymph sleeping in underwood
a gambler loved by the bards
sat down with a deck of cards
with sleight of hands lost his axe, boots and hood
4/11/2018
My gambler friend was addicted to sports
He’d place bets on which golfer’d wear shorts
He made tons of money
Which pleased his sweet honey
‘Til one day he bet she’d break out in warts
Cut your teeth on a sure thing and they’ll all fall out, too soon.
The gambler loses a lifetime, while the diligent will succeed.
The only certainty; the sure thing, in this life, si death.
Student Procrastinator
Grammar
Crammer
Multiple Casino Guy
Scrambler
Gambler
Casino Loser
Lamer
Gamer
A Playboy’s Malady
Fun guy
Fungi
Slasher in Prison
Knifer
Lifer
April 27, 2021
I have gambled love,
and lost.
I have gambled my money,
and lost.
I have gambled life,
and lost.
I have gambled away time,
and lost.
Is is not about time,
I have gambled on me,
and won?
This is the viral solstice and I am liberties gambler.
What would I give to taste the fresh air of freedom?
Anything.
Thaw-out that space-cold hope and puncture me – please.
God blesses the poets to write of such miracles.
a shameless bluffer
he won at poker and twenty-one
an audacious risk-taker
brazen, brave, and bold
daring to do what most would not
my grandfather-in-law, the gambler
who lost his house to a bad hand of cards in the thirties