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The Poker Hand

Ten,two,the Brunson in the whole, Comes around to me and I decide to fold. Jack,king on the second hand,I bet the minimum call, Another goes all-in,they want it all. Pull up sailboats,tossed them in, Good thing to,pocket rockets took it then. Dolly Parton,that's a nine and five, Took two pair,the river kept me alive. Got American airlines in the hole,the twin set, Two more on the flop,going all in,you bet. Heinz on this hand,folded,put my small in the pot, Should have kept them,two more on the flop. Nothing now,just drawing dead, Man this game is getting in my head, All in on pocket rockets,just the river yet to see, Full boat,three aces and two kings for me. The game is done,the final table I made, Won the tournament with a flush of spades.

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