All the world’s a poker game,
And all the men and women merely gamblers,
They have their bets and debts,
And one man in his time plays many games, His games being seven stages.
At first the kid with a fake ID,
Wide-eyed and wearing a $15 leather jacket, He brings a twenty his mom gave him.
Then, the obnoxious vacation dad, with his Polo shirt, And tan Khaki shorts, two sizes too small, Generously betting his kids college tuition away.
And then the gang member,
Poker face unrelenting, with a full house, Made to win for his family.
Then a boss, full of fake power,
And walking like a messiah,
Jealous in ranks, sudden and quick to fire, Seeking to accomplish anything at all, Even in the dumpster out back.
And then the dealer,
In a tailored suit with a 24 hour smile, With a mean shuffle and Rolex watch, He’s learned lessons of love and life, And so he sets up for another game
A new reality morphs,
Into a rocking chair and little to no hair, With a walker in front and Bingo on Thursdays, His old ways will always remain.
And all the men and women merely gamblers,
They have their bets and debts,
And one man in his time plays many games, His games being seven stages.
At first the kid with a fake ID,
Wide-eyed and wearing a $15 leather jacket, He brings a twenty his mom gave him.
Then, the obnoxious vacation dad, with his Polo shirt, And tan Khaki shorts, two sizes too small, Generously betting his kids college tuition away.
And then the gang member,
Poker face unrelenting, with a full house, Made to win for his family.
Then a boss, full of fake power,
And walking like a messiah,
Jealous in ranks, sudden and quick to fire, Seeking to accomplish anything at all, Even in the dumpster out back.
And then the dealer,
In a tailored suit with a 24 hour smile, With a mean shuffle and Rolex watch, He’s learned lessons of love and life, And so he sets up for another game
A new reality morphs,
Into a rocking chair and little to no hair, With a walker in front and Bingo on Thursdays, His old ways will always remain.
For his shaky hands, and his quick mind,
Turning again to slow and sleepy,
And takes a moment to work.
Last game of all,
That ends his long gamble with life,
Is not just his first game, but all of them.
Resulting in an empty hand,
As he still went all in,
He may not have won life’s game,
But he played a mean match of Monopoly.
And takes a moment to work.
Last game of all,
That ends his long gamble with life,
Is not just his first game, but all of them.
Resulting in an empty hand,
As he still went all in,
He may not have won life’s game,
But he played a mean match of Monopoly.
1 comment:
This is actually awesome. You used different types of people in different time frames and made it funny. Great job
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