I knocked when I was holding pairs.
I fell once going up the stairs.
I had a run but no one cares.
The day after cards is annoying,
the images burning and cloying.
My three on your threes.
I’ll take that eight, please.
The king’s on his knees
in the bathroom
and shuffling again.
Did I lose? Damn the booze!
Well, next week
I’ll break even or win.