Handle the deck, handle your hand!!!
You do not choose the deck,
You do not choose the hand,
You can handle how you play it,
I have to give the quote from Kenny,
Before going any further,
"You gotta know when to hold 'em,
Know when to fold them,
Know when to walk away,
And know when to run,
You don't count your money,
When you're sittin' at the table,
They'll be time enough for countin',
When the dealin' is done",
Who are we to judge, ask yourself,
We have enough problems wearing our own shoes,
Rather than being the king,
The queen, the rook, the knight, and so on,
And can barely be the pawn,
Even though we stand on the point,
Did any one ask to be who they are,
No, not really, but they play their hand,
Giving it the best they got,
Until they tire, until they find a new way,
As you can see, the card game never stops,
Always look for new decks,
New and stronger hands,
And some even cheat, but,
They always get caught, and pay dearly,
A few or a thousand lifetimes,
That's why they call it karma,
Ask yourself, are you doing the best with your hand?,
Or can you do more,
Don't be hesistant, be wise,
Sometimes the suit is better than the cut,
And sometimes the biggest smile is the best poker face,
But what do I know?,
I have my own to deal in this place,
We call reality, we call fantasy,
We call life and what we will hate to call consequence,
The dancer moves without a trace,
Poetry by Saga
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Written on 2006-11-13 at 06:15
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You do not choose the deck,
You do not choose the hand,
You can handle how you play it,
I have to give the quote from Kenny,
Before going any further,
"You gotta know when to hold 'em,
Know when to fold them,
Know when to walk away,
And know when to run,
You don't count your money,
When you're sittin' at the table,
They'll be time enough for countin',
When the dealin' is done",
Who are we to judge, ask yourself,
We have enough problems wearing our own shoes,
Rather than being the king,
The queen, the rook, the knight, and so on,
And can barely be the pawn,
Even though we stand on the point,
Did any one ask to be who they are,
No, not really, but they play their hand,
Giving it the best they got,
Until they tire, until they find a new way,
As you can see, the card game never stops,
Always look for new decks,
New and stronger hands,
And some even cheat, but,
They always get caught, and pay dearly,
A few or a thousand lifetimes,
That's why they call it karma,
Ask yourself, are you doing the best with your hand?,
Or can you do more,
Don't be hesistant, be wise,
Sometimes the suit is better than the cut,
And sometimes the biggest smile is the best poker face,
But what do I know?,
I have my own to deal in this place,
We call reality, we call fantasy,
We call life and what we will hate to call consequence,
The dancer moves without a trace,
Poetry by Saga
Read 498 times
Written on 2006-11-13 at 06:15
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