Sunday, March 21, 2010

Random Poem #4

Wind blowing through an open window.
A deck of cards blowing off a table.
One by one they land below.
How they land I cannot tell.
Will it be a straight flush?
Or better to just fold?
Only time will reveal.
The winners and the losers.

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