Predicatble

In confidence, at three-card Monte when I'd choose, A complete mark, I found myself destined to lose. Pulling rabbits out of hats I was just a twit; As a rank amateur whose hand always got bit. Many times, I stacked poker decks to force an Ace But wound up, predictably, with red on my face. Underneath shiny tin cups, I shuffled dry peas But bumbled badly with high regularity. "Predictable" my friends told me since I was ten Because I lost so oft, even I said “Amen.” Asked one time to saw a woman in half and then To quickly put back her beauteous halves again. Instead, I swept her up my arms, asking to wed; Unpredictably, to me it was “yes,” she said. 12/04/2019