Blackjacks Poems - Poems about Blackjacks

...City of illusion Colourfully lit alleys, gaming joints Millionaires, millionaires in waiting Chattering, dining away Divulging beautiful illumination Of a paradise on earth Devoid of stress an......

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... Well, I’m back again. I’m here to try out my luck. Be nice to me now. Will you let me win? I feel you are overdue to give me winners. Here is my money. Are those chips of yours lucky? I n......

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...Counting the cards is a difficult thing to do when the dealers pull from an eight-deck shoe. When deuces, treys, and fours leave the place, there are good chances for a ten or an ace. The wagers ......

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...I came here to win. I need a lucky shuffle. I want some blackjacks. Here is my money. I hope you’re better this time. Please, no surprises. You were not too kind to me the last time around......

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...When I was a lass, we didn’t have much Funny how we liked it though, just as such We played in the street with a whip and top In the school playground on a hopscotch we’d hop Streets were quiet......

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