While waiting for a game to start tonight at the Riviera, I was more bored than usual because they didn't have any poker magazines I hadn't already read. An idea occurred to me. OK, well, actually I shamelessly stole the idea from Pauly (here) and, more recently and specifically, Julius Goat (here). But even though both of them are better writers than I am, I knew that neither of them would or could pen a truly loving ode to the Deuce-Four. I knew that as the world's designated evangelist of the Great 2-4, the job fell on my unworthy shoulders. And so, right there in the Riviera poker room, I put pen to paper and this is what flowed out:
Just six pips total
Yet makes the nuts ev'ry time
Tiny but mighty
Play it for a raise
Flop comes four and four and deuce
Nobody suspects
Cardgrrl won't play it
Says it loses her mobneys
Unbeliever, she
Aces, kings, queens, jacks
All powerless to win hand
Drawing dead pre-flop
Praise the poker gods
For enlightening the Grump
Deuce-Four forever
Wednesday, May 06, 2009
Deuce-Four haiku
Posted by Rakewell at 3:59 AM
Labels: deuce-four, Dr. Pauly, other blogs, poetry
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4 comments:
I wouldn't say I was a TOTAL unbeliever...
I love the duece four
I will play it oftensoon
3 months til vegas
gowhitesox99
A small seed in Spring
the deuce four grows mighty and
strong as an oak tree.
Had Deuce Four suited
I five-bet all-in pre-flop
Thank you for your chips
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