Saturday, 15 January 2011

Poker Night

Important beyond the poker and cards,
the money and hands;

are tumblers and nibbles
in wicker-clad bowls,
with chips and dips,
and flavour-full crisps.

Also, the wine,
the beer and cake;
how could we bet
if our stomachs were lean?

Or if our plumped tongues
were too parched to call?

Sated, we play;
there's Cerys and Dave,
his Helen and then Liam,
and me the good host.

So through the night,
we flush as we bluff,
pairing and running,
corralling our chips,
until the baize folds to gold,
and glutton has gilded
our stomachs and our eyes.

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