WEN: 18640C
Exhibitor Name: Stephanie Hom
Division: Poetry (Adults)
Class: 01 Poetry
Cards
I’m sitting pretty, waiting at this bar Claiming my seat, hiding in the dark I’m h unting for a player to settle the name I take a shot and light up a flame He deals the hand and calls the round I’m all in, are you on steady ground? The cards are folded, so pick your one Get ready to play because the game’s begun There’s no set of rules so play your ace I’m not hinting, see my poker face ? My hair is curled, black net, and lipstick red My little hat perched high on my head My shiny fitted dress brushes just past my knee Fishnets and high heels only for me I hide the laugh behind my eyes Can you tell between truth and disguise? The cards are folded, so pick your one Get ready to play because the game’s begun There’s no set of rules so play your ace I’m not hinting, see my poker face? You better be careful and watch your back Because I’ve got moves and you’re losing track I ’ve won the last two rounds, you’re at zero to two Stay on it because you’re a bout to lose The chips are in and bids are done It all comes down right here to this one. The cards are folded, so pick your one Get ready to play because the game’s begun There’s no set of rules so play your ace I’m not hinting, see my poker face? My corset’s emerald gree n and pulled tight Covered on top, it’s not that kind of night Look into my eyes to find your move You are bluffing, y ou have a tell that’s not so smooth I put down my cards and have you plus 10 Three to nothing; g ame’s over, I win .
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