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For All Those Bad Beats...My (Poor?) Attempt At Poetry
I promise not to do this for a living (i.e. poetry)...
Variance is my name I've come to hurt your game You'll know me soon enough And it won't help to bluff Although you're a decent player I'm the Poker Slayer And try as you might to put up a fight With me you haven't a prayer But if only you will learn Then it is me that YOU will burn For I lose to patience and skill With those my venom you kill But you must have both To experience growth For with Patience and Skill Your money trays will fill With those two traits You'll start hitting your straights And winning your bets As your pairs turn to sets But if you lack either one My work will get done I will search and destroy And treat you like a Toy So if you're playing well But losing like hell Just heed what I say And in due time I will go away But if your lack is skill It is you I will kill Patience won't matter at all Without skill to break your fall This is no fable I will see you at the table For I will miss no one And hurting you is my fun! |
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Re: For All Those Bad Beats...My (Poor?) Attempt At Poetry
*snap* *snap* *snap*
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Re: For All Those Bad Beats...My (Poor?) Attempt At Poetry
Ya got guts, fella.
BTW, keep your day job. [img]/images/graemlins/grin.gif[/img] |
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Re: For All Those Bad Beats...My (Poor?) Attempt At Poetry
Good times [img]/images/graemlins/smile.gif[/img]
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Re: For All Those Bad Beats...My (Poor?) Attempt At Poetry
Pocket aces, the best starting hand
When you get it, you're feeling quite grand But a seven and a two Can improve to beat you That's something I really can't stand! |
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Re: For All Those Bad Beats...My (Poor?) Attempt At Poetry
[ QUOTE ]
I promise not to do this for a living (i.e. poetry)... Variance is my name I've come to hurt your game You'll know me soon enough And it won't help to bluff Although you're a decent player I'm the Poker Slayer And try as you might to put up a fight With me you haven't a prayer But if only you will learn Then it is me that YOU will burn For I lose to patience and skill With those my venom you kill But you must have both To experience growth For with Patience and Skill Your money trays will fill With those two traits You'll start hitting your straights And winning your bets As your pairs turn to sets But if you lack either one My work will get done I will search and destroy And treat you like a Toy So if you're playing well But losing like hell Just heed what I say And in due time I will go away But if your lack is skill It is you I will kill Patience won't matter at all Without skill to break your fall This is no fable I will see you at the table For I will miss no one And hurting you is my fun! [/ QUOTE ] honeslty not bad, quite a funny little read |
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